Suddenly, I Became a Slime Chapter 1: Twisting and turning

Why do I have to die here like this?

What on earth is the country doing? I wish soone would help ….

After a while of being pessimistic, I tried to move my body, realizing that my consciousness was still present.

But my body wouldn’t budge at all.

I couldn’t tell if I was opening my eyes or closing them. All I could see was thick darkness.

Upon realizing the darkness, I felt dampness.

Not just in parts of my body, but I felt dampness throughout my whole body.

I thought I was dead, so why am I feeling these sensations? It’s puzzling.

By the way, where could I be that I feel this dampness all over my body?

If I miraculously survived, shouldn’t I be lying in an uncomfortable hospital bed?

Even if tightly wrapped bandages obstruct my vision, it’s bizarre to feel dampness.

One assumption flashed through my mind as I felt the dampness all over my body.

No way.

Have I beco a brain in a vat?

If that’s the case, then everything makes sense.

My body lted away.

The dampness felt all over my body.

Is it possible that the science and technology of this country have reached that point already? At this rate, we might soon experience full-dive gas as well.

If I have turned into a brain in a vat, then wouldn’t I be able to lead ahead of anyone else? I will be able to play all day long.

While indulging in foolish thoughts and escaping reality.

*Flutter.*

Along with the sensation, sothing leaped into my body.

It felt like it didn’t just touch but literally ‘leaped in.’

Just as it beca clear that my brain was not in a vat, I heard an animals cry.

Cries echoed throughout my entire body.

Sothing struggles vividly. It’s highly confusing. I couldn’t understand what was happening to right now.

*Gurgle, gurgle….*

I heard a strange sound, and then a distinct taste of chewing raw at hit .

Then, a bitter taste followed, making feel like I was drinking wrung-out dirty water.

I felt nauseous.

*Gulp!*

Feeling sothing draining from my body, I could finally move.

Splat!

Sothing disgusting, presumably what I just spat out earlier, entered my body again.

By now, the thought that sothing was wrong filled my mind.

Feeling the continued disgust, I headed towards the faint light in the distance to assess the situation.

*Squelch… Squelch.*

*Thump! Bubble… bubble.*

*Crunch! Slurp! Splurt!*

anwhile, sothing similar to a while ago kept happening to .

Sothing entered my body, giving a sensation like chewing raw at and a disgusting taste.

Fortunately, as sothing continued to collide with , my senses gradually beca clearer.

I heard faint sounds of water flowing. The sound of sothing rushing into my body also reached my ears.

With a squelching sound, I realize I am on top of sothing solid.

*Thud, thud.*

I heard the sound of sothing slimy sticking to the floor and falling.

Before long, I realized I was lying on the floor.

Light.

The light was right above .

As I felt that, I heard the sound of water flowing nearby.

It seed like the water was flowing right in front of .

Since the light was above, I wondered if my reflection would appear in the water.

I want to see myself.

I felt a bubbling sensation inside when I thought about wanting to see myself.

Gradually, although still blurry, my vision beca clearer.

I was montarily speechless at the sight before my eyes.

“…”

At that mont, I realized that I couldn’t speak.

Anyway.

The first thing that caught my eye was what I had vaguely thought of as ‘light’ until now.

It looked sowhat like a small light bulb.

Around the light bulb, there was a colorless gray wall visible.

Whether it was left unattended or not, unknown plants sprouted through the wall, and cracks were common.

Since I have never been to a place like this in my lifeti, I’m not sure where it is, but the scene resembles what is commonly referred to as a sewer, I think.

Thinking of the foul and nasty sll I’ve been sensing for a while… that might be the reason.

So that’s why it felt damp.

How can anything survive here?

As I pondered the question, I looked toward the water’s surface.

*Squelch.*

It felt like sothing, like a clump of blue jelly, was staring at .

Taken aback, I stepped back, and that mass lurched back.

“…”

What the hell?

That’s ?

A jelly-like figure in the shape of a person gathers around and moves.

At that mont.

*Snap!*

Out of nowhere, a rat dashes and leaps into the protruding spot on my body.

I realized what taste and sll I had felt a while ago.

*Thud!*

From what seed to be the face, the origin of the unpleasant taste of wet mop and foul sll, innards and fur scattered with a thud.

Damn it.

This is truly dog-like shitty.

No, this is rat-like shitty.

It took quite a long ti for to accept what had happened to .

Suddenly, I changed into a liquid monster. What should I think? ‘Oh! I am no longer human!’ My ntal state was not so great that I could think like that.

As ntioned earlier, I was just an ordinary office worker.

I just had a bit more interest in the romance, mystery, exploration of the unknown, and adventure.

Anyway.

Honestly, upon becoming like this, I find it strange to accept everything and move forward.

Perhaps because nothing was threatening right now, I didn’t even realize.

If sothing ca rushing towards as if to kill , I might have already left this world without even uttering these complaints.

…I might have already left this world.

As they wandered, the deranged little mice kept launching suicidal attacks on my body.

I rembered my deceased grandmother, who used to insist on feeding even when I didn’t want to eat.

She always prepared the food as if her legs would break, and if I didn’t eat, she would look at disapprovingly.

I feel sorry.

Back then, if I had this body, I might have been able to eat up everything, even the bones, to make my grandmother smile.

Now, even spitting out organs and fur is bothering .

I turned back to where the water flowed after watching the rats dissolve in my body.

*Squelch, squelch.*

Although my body denies it, traces of my recent movents as a human are still lingering.

Every ti I take a step, I could hear the sound of the soles of my feet hitting the floor.

Looking at the body in the water again, the silhouette of a human is a bit clearer than before.

…Perhaps I am gaining strength by eating rats.

However… there were too many imperfections to be classified as human.

Firstly, the bluish and translucent body revealed its insides.

Looking towards my head, I can see the rat that ran towards a mont ago lting away with a bubbling sound.

Who would dare call this a human?

As I lifted sothing that looked like a hand, a sticky liquid flowed down in a continuous stream.

It feels like I’m drooling in front of a prey.

Since the water is murky and only the silhouette is visible, I do not know exactly what I look like.

I could only tell that I was very tiny.

As for peculiarities…

There was sothing circular and dark inside the body.

For so reason, it looked vital.

It felt precious, like sothing I wanted to hold tightly.

But when I tried to reach and touch it, my body clenched, preventing from reaching it.

In conclusion.

I was now imitating the form of a tiny human… I had beco sothing sticky.

If one had to draw a comparison, it seed like I had beco a creature similar to the ‘slis’ from gas or novels.

…I might have lived a past life in another world.

The only sure thing was that there was nothing definite.

Except for the fact that I had a sticky body.

Gross.

I decided to explore the place where it was damp.

It would be very sad if my only friends and dining companions were mice.

I’m not sure if they even consider a friend.

Maybe they co running because they think of as a friend?

They are such grateful fellows. To think they soothe hunger and loneliness. It may not be much in return, but if I manage to escape from here, I wonder how it would be to raise at least one hamster.

As I watch ‘Jerry,’ whom I nad, lting away, I slowly wander around so unknown place.

*Thud, thud.*

I still hear sounds that I can’t get used to.

How long have I been wandering like this?

Since the only light ca from bulbs on the passage, I couldn’t even tell how lost I was.

Looking at the mice that continuously ran towards , I think…

That this place was considerably spacious.

I thought I might find an exit leading outside since I considered it a sewer… But I couldn’t find a way out.

Instead of finding a way out, I couldn’t even find a blocked area.

I thought it was a straight passage, but it has a complex structure like a maze.

Thanks to my friends, I didn’t have to worry about starving, but still, I didn’t want to live here, so I felt a bit lost.

Just because my body is becoming sticky doesn’t an I want to live in a sticky place.

However.

I’m worried if I will be able to live properly once I step outside.

Although it might be a premature concern in a situation where I still don’t know where I am.

I felt like I would go crazy if I didn’t think that way.

It was inevitable.

Although I didn’t feel physical fatigue, I felt ntally exhausted.

To take a breather, I hesitantly sat down and hunched my body.

Surely resembling human silhouettes, the sticky body parts connect, attempting to rge into one.

… nothing was going as I wanted. It felt suffocating.

At that mont.

A loud noise could be heard from beyond the dark corridor.

A heavy and loud noise.

The sound was so loud that it felt like the whole space was shaking.

It was a very ominous sound.

It seed like my friends were not the only ones living here.

I missed Jerry, who had lted earlier. My sticky body shivered.