Tensei Slime One Shot
The Slime crawled on the ground, still getting used to this new body of his, or lack thereof. Nevertheless, the Slime hasn't lost his time, just standing still and wondering what happened to him. No, the Slime has explored the vast cave that was his current home, hoping to find out more about where exactly he was. A quest he has been unsuccessful in achieving. However, The Slime hasn't lost his drive. In fact, the contrary. He felt incredibly alive, filled with excitement and hunger for adventure.
"I have eaten those hipokute herbs and learned more about this strange voice in my head. She, he... or it, whatever! It's called Great Sage, eh?" The Slime hummed as it rolled on the ground, travelling deeper into the cave. "I mean, it's good to have someone who can help me and help me develop more of these abilities."
As the Slime traversed through his surroundings, he couldn't help but marvel at the unique attributes of his current form. At this moment, he found himself bouncing like a ball, which brought him nothing but amusement because of the sound his body made each time it hit the ground.
"Maybe, being a Slime won't be that bad!" He giggled before taking a big leap of faith and jumped a small cliff. The distance his body could jump across surprised him, but soon enough, he landed hard on the ground on the other side, which caused him to roll over quite fast. "Eiiihhh!"
The Slime squealed, unable to stop his supposed free fall, but while he expected to hit a hard rock, his round body hit something soft and tender.
"Pheww!" The Slime exhaled deeply, looking around and seeing he was not in a horrible place but a sort of small opening, where more of those strange herbs he had before were all over the place. "Mm, well, these herbs have healing properties. I should eat more and save them in my stomach just in case."
However, when he attempted to make a move, he discovered that he was sitting atop something peculiar; perhaps a boulder, but surely not. It was far too soft and malleable to be a real rock. Curious, the Slime started poking at the two big, squishy objects. It wasn't until his vision improved that he realised he wasn't perched atop a boulder but rather a woman. A stunningly beautiful woman whose ample breasts provided him with comfortable seating. That made him squeal internally, jumping away from that woman before he was arrested for sexual assault.
"Please! Forgive me; I didn't know!" The Slime pleaded at the unconscious, unmoving woman who was still lying there. "Oh... is she sleeping?"
The Slime couldn't help but wonder, slowly approaching her. It was a strange place for someone to nap, so he pushed that notion away. Maybe, she was thrown into this world just like him. Yet, she didn't look Japanese. In fact, she didn't look like a human at all. The Slime noticed two large horns on top of the woman's head, all together with a long tail and a large set of black wings on the woman's back. What was she? Was she even alive?
"What is she...? Is she dead?" The Slime muttered before suddenly the Great Sage spoke.
"{Analizing... Analysis complete. Sex: Female. Origin: Unknown. Race: Demonic Entity... Error. Title: Demon... Empress. Status: Unavailable.}"
"Demon Empress?" The Slime whispered in awe as he watched the woman still unmoving. She looked almost like a statue, simply lying there, unresponsive. "Still, besides that, it's not much information. However, why is her status unavailable?" The Slime asked, hoping the Great Sage would give him an answer.
"{Analizing... please wait.}"
The Slime nodded as he slowly began to inspect said woman. The strange clothes were quite intimidating to gaze at. It was a battle-armoured dress. He also noticed rings of different sizes and colours. Surely incredibly expensive. But they felt odd like they weren't just there to be used as simply jewellery. In fact, now that the Slime took his time to think carefully. This woman looked quite powerful and scary.
"Ah, but she's so beautiful," The Slime sighed deeply before hearing a strange ping sound.
"{Analises completed... Error, it is impossible for it to be diagnosed.}"
"Uh? You can't analyse her?" The Slime asked, baffled.
"{Correct. Something is preventing the ability to be used on the Demonic Being. It is an ability powerful enough to stop any foreign observation.}"
"Mm, that's quite the hassle, eh? I wonder why," The Slime muttered before glancing at the woman lying on the ground. "I mean, it's a Demonic Entity, right? A Demon Empress at that! She has to be like really powerful too! It could be dangerous if she wakes up!"
The Slime debated with himself about what he could do or wondered if doing nothing was better. "But leaving one alone here, in this cave... is there anything we can do?" The Slime asked again.
"{Examing the possibilities... examing complete. Options found... establish Synchronisation with the being to be seen as a non-threat entity.}"
"{Yes, it appears that this being isn't compatible with this world's magicules. So, to revive her. One must make her body available for the Magicules to be adapted in her.}"
"Oh, I get it now, so her body sees this world and its magic as hostile, so to prevent damage, her body simply shut down, right?"
"{Correct. A synchronisation would allow her body to adjust without further incidents.}"
"Alright, here goes nothing!" The Slime followed the instructions and landed on the woman's face. He truly tried not to do anything else, so he immediately focused on what he had to do, and soon, his body began to shine. "Please don't kill me after this!" He muttered before enveloping the woman's body completely.
"Began synchronisation!" The smile exclaimed before soon, and he was taken to a bright room. It reminded him of the sensation he had when he died—the same outwardly feeling of something odd and bizarre. Soon enough, that sensation became quite hurtful in the way that he began to see some flickers of memories, fast and didn't make sense. For Slime, it was like watching a movie at full speed while jumping scenes. Nothing made sense to him. But then, he began to feel disgust, sadness, hatred, love, and pain. A mixed bag of emotions that brought him to his knees, in a manner of speaking.
They left me alone...! How dare they?! How dare they lie to me?!
Please, don't leave me. I don't want to be alone...
Maybe, I should simply kill myself... what's the point in going on? What's the point of living? I have nothing... nothing but Nazarick.
The language sounded English, or so the Slime thought, but with a strange accent. It may be part of the whole Synchronisation. But the Slime wasn't expecting the flood of so many sensations at once.
The Slime should've realised what Synchronisation means. He was hearing, feeling and seeing memories of this being. Painful ones that he wanted not to take part in. The Slime could hear whimpers and sobs then, followed by grunts of pleasure, and before him, shadows began to emulate a memory he couldn't bear to watch. He closed his non-existent eyes as he tried to ignore what was happening.
But he knew. The Slime knew what was happening, what that thing was doing. But the screams, the suffering. The Slime couldn't run away from those shoutings.
Please, no more...! Please...!
I am gross. I am dirty... when will this end? Why is this happening to me?
I refuse... I refuse... I refuse to let them see me cry. I refuse to let them see me beg. I refuse... to carry this... thing. Please forgive me...
The Slime wanted out. It was too much, the screams and cries, the begging. He began to weep for the memories that felt crawling their way into him his head. It was wrong. All of this was wrong. But soon, all those shoutings, screams, scenes, and emotions that were too much for him to handle vanished, leaving only a woman standing still, in an empty white room.
"Who are you?" The woman asked, confused, on guard, and intrigued.
The Slime quickly looked up and saw the same person lying in the cave, standing before him. It was clear she was taller in person than him. Still, the smile was quite drained and anxious about everything he had experienced.
The woman tilted her head before looking around. "Where am I?" She muttered slowly.
"Don't you remember?" The Slime asked, confused, as the white-haired woman began to hum deeply, concentrating and trying to remember what happened to her.
"I was... on Nazarick then... I," she froze and looked like she couldn't make sense of her own memories. "I appear here."
The Slime nodded slowly, realising that she had not had the same experiences as he did, which again. It was far better than being stabbed to death.
"Well, I can tell you that we are currently in a cave... in... another world?"
"Other world?" the woman looked at the little blue bubble, confused. "What do you mean with another world?"
"Ah, how should I explain it?" The Slime muttered slowly. It wasn't as if he knew the answer either. Nevertheless, he tried to use words that could convey a simplistic picture of what was happening. It was a very slow and long explanation, yet he could see that the woman in question understood him quite well since her face was filled with shock, confusion and astonishment. The Slime, however, didn't know that the woman before her. The demonic entity titled a Demon Empress was a person from a futuristic and apocalyptic version of Japan. One that was so different from his own world that it could be said it was a world of its own.
Maybe it was that the Slime simply thought that her accent and way of speaking were so strange and quite foreign sounding that he shrugged it off.
The Slime didn't know that education was so low in that woman's world that finishing elementary school was considered an achievement. So, the Japanese language took a lot of work for most people to speak. It wasn't their fault. The island of Japan was quite inhabitable, with only a few Megacities left standing and education left to those with the credit to pay for it. Most people worked in factories, where they didn't need education or were only required to know the most basic Japanese to work.
The white-haired woman could speak Japanese without a problem and more; she was one of the few lucky people to have a high-standing job in one of the most powerful global companies in her old world. But since it was such a dystopian future, where she would only speak English and German almost daily. In fact, she barely spoke Japanese outside Yggdrasil with her guildmates. So, her accent was foreign sounding most of the time. Making the Slime think something else entirely.
"So, that is pretty much what happened, to me at least," the Slime finished explaining, as the woman simply kept staring at him.
"So, you reincarnated as a Slime."
"And you stumbled upon my unconscious body in the middle of a cave."
"Ah, yes... that's, yeah."
"And you're using this Great Sage skill to establish some sort of synchronisation with me so my body can use these so-called Magicules and wake up."
"That's the brief explanation, yes! Quite easy to understand, eh?" The Slime replied happily, but the woman still looked baffled at the idea that a man from Japan had reincarnated as a Slime. Or it could be that she was also there, in her Yggdrasil avatar. It was all incredibly confusing, but she remained focused and quite calm about it, which surprised her.
"You... saw something, didn't you?" The woman asked sharply, her face not betraying her emotions. "I remember hearing some voices and seeing things that weren't mine. So, that makes me wonder if you did as well."
The Slime quickly paled but knew lying wasn't in his best interest. "I did... but I closed my eyes! It was... too much, many things at the same time. I couldn't make sense of some of them."
"Some of them...?" The white-haired woman looked aghast and ashamed, feeling that her thoughts, her core being, were violated in such a way. The Slime quickly felt those emotions surging from her, and the same could be said about that woman sensing the guilt coming from the Slime too.
At that moment, both realised that their current bond made them feel each other's feelings, which was quite a shock.
"I should thank you for your willingness to help, but I don't need to explain my feelings about how it also makes me feel."
The Slime quickly bowed deeply. "I apologise! I never intended to invade you in such a way! If I had known this would happen, I would've found another way!"
The white-haired demon could feel the Slime's honest feelings. He couldn't deceive her when they were in sync. She could sense it all. That's why she couldn't be angry at him since Slime's pure and honest intentions were being played naked before her.
"It's... alright," the woman replied gently, simply trying not to overthink it. "I hope this will be kept close to your heart, my dear Slime friend. You've seen a part of me that no one has seen before."
"I promise!" The Slime replied quickly, still feeling guilty about putting her in such a position. Yet, it felt quite strange to share such feelings and memories. It felt like two people sharing one mind, which led them to feel quite revealed.
The white-haired woman then sighed. "So, when is this synchronisation will end?"
"Oh, I think... soon?" The Slime replied, unsure, before hearing the usual ping.
"{Synchronisation completed... The body can now gather Magicules, as it is directly bonded to the user's own Magicules.}"
"Uh?" Both the Slime and the white-haired woman looked quite confused. "Wait, can you hear that voice now?" The Slime asked, which made the demonic woman simply nod, quite confused at that strange voice.
"Yes... was that you?" She questioned before both heard once again the famous ping sound.
"{Anwser... both beings were linked together to share Magicules. Which cause the Great Sage to recognise both as masters. Additionally, both beings are now bonded, allowing a deep interaction between them in terms of power, control, and evolution.}"
Both were quite unsure of what those words meant. It all sounded intimate in some ways.
"When you say bonded... what does it mean? Please explain the broad sense of the word," the white-haired woman asked carefully.
"{Anwser... both beings now share a link allowing them to access the same Magicules pool. Also, to facilitate this, both souls needed to be bonded in order to enable smooth interaction and better control. Since one has access to a pool of magic unknown to this world.}"
"Mm, that explains it," the woman hummed deeply. "Unknown magic to this world? Do you know my magic? The one I used in Yggdrasil?"
"{Anwser... yes. Now that both are bonded, in mind, soul. Both can use the same Magicules pool or the unknown energy called MP.}"
"MP?" The Slime looked confused as he stared at the woman. "What does it sound like a game?"
The woman then looked at him and sighed. "I'll explain it in a moment. I just want to know what else is in our little bond now. Does it mean we can see each other's memories and share feelings?" She asked whatever the Great Sage was, and again, that ping sound echoed in their mind.
"{Anwser... exactly. Also, both can share thoughts and experiences, strengthening their power and connection. In time both could choose what to show to the other bonded individual, as well, to be able to control their individual feelings without overwhelming the other. Adding that the beings would've to adjust to the powers first, which could take time.}"
"This sound like we are married," the woman grumbled as the Slime blushed deeply.
Ah, I am bonded to such a beautiful woman! The Slime thought, and it seemed that the woman in question could read his thoughts as she stared at him with a very non-amused look.
"You... you can hear my thoughts?"
"In any case, it could've been worse. I may be grateful you're a Slime now. But still, this bond will take time to get used to."
As the woman let out a deep sigh, the Slime before her simply nodded in understanding. They were both about to embark on a truly unique experience, one that was sure to be filled with excitement and adventure. After all, they found themselves in a world unlike any other, with a set of circumstances that were equally as extraordinary.
"Well, I need to explain a few things since keeping secrets would be quite... irrelevant for either of us."
"Yeah, I'm gathering that."
"First, let me start first. My name is Satoru Suzuki..."
"Oh! My name is Satoru Mikami!"
Both stared at each other with quite amused looks on their faces.
"This is going to get weirder, isn't it?" The white-haired woman stated with a smile.
"Yeah... It seems it will," the Slime replied before both began talking about their lives in more detail. Since their new association would need thrust, one built of not just reading each other thoughts or sharing their experiences. But speaking directly and communicating what their lives were before being sent here.
And they did. They found themselves sharing a great time in that little white space of nothingness. But for the Slime, he realised that the life of her new partner was utterly devastating to hear. He didn't know if she was from the future or another reality of their world. But it was best not to ask more.
But they realised it allowed both to understand who each one was. Partners by circumstances but companions by their sheer love of hobbies and kindness. A good friendship in their eyes.
The woman was finally awake, slowly looking around her and only watching an incredibly dark and damp cave. Soon, she saw the Slime giving her a non-existent smile.
"Welcome to my cave!" The Slime stated proudly, almost smugly.
"Your cave?" She replied, amused.
"I got here first, so it's my cave!"
She simply chuckled before standing up. "At least we are safe. We have to find out yet what's outside these moist walls."
"Yes, I was trying to explore more until I found you."
"I'll feel safer once we find a more safe place."
"I'll keep you safe!" The Slime bounced joyfully as it began to climb on top of the cave, earning a chuckle from her.
"A slime protector, what a lucky girl I am. But please, you said that you saw a few creatures lurking around. We must be careful, understood?"
"Yep!" The Slime nodded quickly.
After much consideration, both individuals came to the agreement that exploring their surroundings was the best course of action. The Slime, being aware of their partner's tendency towards paranoia, recognised the importance of ensuring their safety prior to embarking on their journey. Eventually, they stumbled upon a peculiar climbing rock that piqued their interest and spurred them on to further investigation.
"On, it looks like another clearing..." the Slime commented before being stopped by the woman.
"No. Careful, something is here. My skill is detecting a creature."
Without warning, a sudden sound erupted from deep within the cave, causing the frightened Slime to leap into the arms of the white-haired woman. As she held the trembling creature close to her, she braced herself for whatever lurked in the darkness ahead. In response to her tension, a deep and rumbling laughter echoed throughout the cavern, leaving the woman and her companion both startled and mildly amused. Despite this, they stood ready to face whatever lay ahead, their determination unwavering.
"You are a very powerful individual," the voice said, almost in respect. "I can sense something odd in both of you. Even that Slime there. Interesting!"
"Who is out there?!" The Slime exclaimed into the darkness before the woman simply pointed out at the large shadow before them.
"Ah! Rejoice! My name is Storm Dragon Veldora!"
The Slime screamed loudly while staring at the large dragon before them. Meanwhile, the Demon Empress just hummed deeply.
"Quite small for a dragon..." she muttered slowly.
"Small?! How about this!" Veldora began striking poses to show his size and muscles. All running the immersion, he was something evil or dangerous. "Or this?! Look at this tail!"
"He does look a bit fat, isn't he?" She whispered, and the Slime nodded.
"Do Dragons need to exercise? Do they even got fat?"
Veldora simply stood there, watching how a Slime and a white-haired woman called him fat. That wasn't the type of talk a mighty dragon wanted to hear.
"I am one of only four True Dragons that exist in this world! My power is beyond your comprehension!" Veldora exclaimed while laughing all the way, making the cave tremble under his voice.
"Easy there," the woman patted her Slime friend. "I don't think he is dangerous."
"Are you sure?" The Slime asked nervously.
"I do," she replied before looking up at Veldora. "How did a powerful dragon like you end up here?"
"Ah, that's a long history. Over 300 years ago, the hero sealed me here. It's been so boring... Do you know what is to be sealed in a cave? There is nothing to do!"
"That does sound like a chore," the Slime replied.
"Hero? Who was that hero you speak of?" The woman asked, as the dragon simply gave a dramatic sigh.
"She had a short stature, was very slender, show-white skin. Silver, black hair in a cute ponytail. Small apple-red mouth..."
That's quite the details he remembers. Both the Slime and the demon empress thought.
"Mm, so, do you want to be our friend?" The Slime asked while simply looking at him.
"What?! Friend?! Why would I be friends with a Slime and a woman with wings and horns?!" Veldora exclaimed, seemingly offended.
"Alright, then you can stay here by yourself," the woman replied as the dragon slammed his tail on the ground.
"W-Well, if you really want that much to be my friend, I'll think about it," the dragon puffed like a child.
"So... you want to be our friend?" The Slime teased a bit more.
"You're blushing... oh, a mighty dragon is blushing," the woman added, rejoicing at the fact that such a mighty dragon had such a personality.
"Alright! Let's be friends!" Veldora exclaimed loudly, earning a few chuckles from the other two.
They planned to free Veldora from the prison by having the Slime swallow him, undoing the seal put in place three hundred years ago. Or so was the plan. Nevertheless, the idea, while hilarious, had some reasoning behind it. But before that, Veldora wanted to name them to embed the same symbol into their souls. A last time that would represent them all.
"Rimuru Tempest and Galadriel Tempest! My friends!" Veldora Tempest exclaimed happily as Rimuru and Galadriel bid their new Dragon friend farewell, knowing they would meet soon once more.
Rimuru used [Predator], and Veldora vanished inside the Slime body.
"Analysing this [Infinity Prision] would be quite important, right?" Rimuru asked as Galadriel nodded.
"It is, but just like Veldora stated. We must trust him and believe he would find his way out."
"Right!" Rimuru then looked around and wondered where they should be headed next. But also, he couldn't help but look at Galadriel with a funny face. "That name, Galadriel, means a lot to you, right?"
Galadriel smiled at him. "Yes, it does mean a lot. Thank you for allowing me to keep it."
"Don't worry! We are friends!" Rimuru exclaimed happily before humming deeply. "But where is it from?"
"Uh... you don't know?" Galadriel asked him, quite stunned. "You never heard of Lord of the Rings?!"
"I haven't... I mean, I heard about it but never seen it."
Galadriel couldn't believe it. How could Rimuru, who was someone of that century, don't know Lord of the Rings? It was unfathomable for Galadriel, who just couldn't believe it.
"I can't believe it... you don't know about Lord of the Rings. What did they teach you back then?"
"Hey! If I don't know it, maybe it was not worth the watch! Perhaps, this anime wasn't even that great, to begin with-!"
Galadriel then kicked Rimuru as the Slime flew away, screaming.
"Forgive my friend, oh mighty Eru... he doesn't know any better."
Galadriel sighed before walking towards whatever Rimuru landed. The adventurer has just begun.
Galadriel and Rimuru finally stepped outside the cave after spending some time just testing their skills and some other things. They discovered that Galadriel could pass down some of her abilities to Rimuru and vice versa. However, it was clear that Rimuru was having some problems adjusting to them. Maybe, it was that his current body couldn't process them properly. Or that some spells were harder for him to learn.
Whatever it was, they both needed to learn how to use Magicules and MP separately. Maybe they could even combine both sources of power. But for now, this was all they knew.
"Are you sure you want us to leave those humans alone? We could learn quite a lot from them..." Galadriel said to Rimuru, who bounced next to her.
"You want us to be extra careful. Don't you think that hiding ourselves, for now, is the best course of action?" Rimuru replied as Galadriel hummed deeply.
"I guess you're right," Galadriel replied before looking around the forest. The green sight, the feeling of pure air touching her cheeks. She has never sensed something like this before.
"Whoa! So pretty!" Rimuru exclaimed while watching the green forest around them.
"It is beautiful," with a gentle murmur, Galadriel slowly reached out to caress the trees, running her fingers over the rough bark and feeling the sturdy branches sway slightly beneath her touch. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes momentarily as she immersed herself in the tranquil essence of the forest around her. Rimuru glanced at her, knowing that she had never truly felt such nature before.
"So, how does it feel?" Rimuru asked excitedly.
"It feels way better than I thought," Galadriel replied before sighing deeply. "I could truly spend all my life just feeling this."
Rimuru couldn't help but smile as he felt the tangible waves of happiness pulsing through his bond with Galadriel. It was a unique sensation, almost like tasting a new flavour for the first time. And as he revelled in the joy that was now shared between them, Rimuru couldn't help but feel empowered to do whatever he could to make Galadriel even happier than she already was.
But how? Rimuru would find out.
"Let's go, Galadriel!" Rimuru jumped happily while Galadriel chuckled as she followed her new friend.
However, their little adventurer came to a stop when a group of goblins stopped them. At first, Galadriel was ready to kill them, but she realised those goblins were quite weak and fragile. They were even trembling at the sight of her and Rimuru. But mostly her since they couldn't distinguish between both their auras.
"Strong One! Why business you have here?!" One of the goblins, visibly shaking and holding an old sword with an unsteady grip, mustered up the courage to speak. His voice, though attempting to sound brave, was filled with fear and trepidation. It was evident that he was terrified of the looming figures before him.
"{He is talking to me, right?}" Galadriel spoke using her link with Rimuru.
"{Strong One? Hey! Maybe he is talking to me!}" Rimuru replied, a bit offended.
"{Please, Rimuru, right now, between the two of us. I am the strongest one. Besides, look at me. Why would they think a Slime would be a threat instead of me? I have wings, horns, and a tail, remember?}"
"{I concede defeat.}" Rimuru muttered back before deciding to do something to ease those Goblin's fears. "{Then, let me speak to them! They won't be so afraid if Slime speaks first.}"
The Slime then jumped in front of them and took a deep breath before focusing on speaking sentences that would carry his thoughts.
"Hello! I am a Slime! My name is Rimuru! Nice to meet you!" None of the Goblins could've expected the resounding power coming out of the Slime's voice.
Soon all of the Golbins knelt before them. "Please, strong ones! Spare us! We've recognised your strenght! Please lower your voice!"
"Nicely done, Rimuru. You're a bully," Galadriel emitted a soft murmur that barely escaped her lips, making Rimuru flinch. Yet, she focused on how those Goblins reacted to their presence. It was as if the creatures were being weighed down by some unseen force, causing them to quiver uncontrollably in her presence. "Hey, Rimuru, do you think we have a sort of aura?"
"Oh, uh, I don't know," Rimuru wondered. "Great Sage, change the viewpoint of [Magic Perception]. I want to take a look at ourselves."
Soon, both Galadriel and Rimuru were able to perceive that strange and powerful aura coming out of both of them. It was dark but with strange lingers of blue, like crystals shining in the night. Rimuru also noticed that Galadriel had a strange rainbow-like aura surrounding her. He had the same sort of aura around him but was minuscule compared to her.
"Is that your MP? Is that what it looks like?" Rimuru asked while Galadriel took a good look at herself.
"I believe so," Galadriel replied, looking at how her Slime friend had the same dim rainbow-like light around him. But it was barely visible at all. "And since we are connected, your body is still adjusting to the magical power coming from me to you. It's fascinating, if I am honest. I wonder how much our body will expand our pool of Magicules and MP. Or how much we will evolve together. Don't you think this is quite intriguing?"
"You can be quite creepy when you get all... experimental," Rimuru replied nervously.
"Do you want me to kick you again?"
"Sorry!" Rimuru replied quickly before coughing awkwardly. "Anyway! I think we should pull some of that aura in order not to terrorise these Goblins!"
Soon, both Galadriel and Rimuru began hiding their auras, making it easier for the Goblins to move again.
"Oh...! What whimsical power!"
After that, Rimuru and Galadriel were invited to the Goblin's village and noticed how much Veldora's disappearance had affected the forest. Which made the monsters lose control in some way. So, both sharing the same feeling of responsibility, began to help the Goblins to get back to their feet, healing the wounded and helping them to defend their home from some savage Direwolves
Of course, they did not turn away from such an opportunity to test more and to do some good for those scrawny Goblins. Also, it was a great opportunity for both of them.
It was the first time Rimuru and Galadriel worked together in trying to find a way to defend those Goblins. Nevertheless, while sharing a bond, where they could feel each other emotions and sense what the other was trying to convey during the conversation, this moment also showed the difference between them. When it comes to their leadership styles, Galadriel and Rimuru were quite distinct from one another. Galadriel exudes a certain apathy, which was likely attributed to her rational and calculated decision-making process after spending so many years in an environment where making a mistake could mean losing one's job and life. She was not one to let emotions cloud her judgement and was willing to make tough and even cruel choices that may not sit well with everyone.
On the other hand, Rimuru was known for his positivity and easy-going nature. He was more inclined to compromise and seek alliances in order to achieve his goals rather than relying solely on force or manipulation. Ultimately, both leaders bring unique strengths to the table, but their approaches could not be more different.
Nevertheless, Rimuru and Galadriel, in their quest to lead effectively, came to the mutual understanding that they would be equals in terms of decision-making. Neither of them would hold a position of superiority over the other. This meant that if a decision was to be made, it had to be agreed upon by both parties. In the event that consensus was not achievable, they both understood that they would have to resort to compromising or exploring other options available to them. This was a demonstration of their commitment to fairness and inclusivity in their leadership approach.
Additionally, the fact that Galadriel and Rimuru were connected to one another proved to be highly advantageous. This was particularly evident when it came to explaining their respective opinions. Since they were unable to deceive or conceal their true intentions, it became simpler to comprehend each other's viewpoints and emotions. In fact, it was better if they simply let their reflections and sentiments speak for themselves instead of using verbal cues.
After all the Goblins and Direwolves' business was over, they also learned that naming was quite a big deal in this world. More of what they initially thought, and they find out that running out of Magicules could be quite deteriorating since it knocked out both Rimuru and Galadriel after they spent an entire day naming all of the Goblins and one Direwolf.
Still, they did not expect such a change in the Goblins after waking up. They were no longer the weak, fragile and scrawny little Goblins they met. But truly the opposite.
It was truly contrary to what they expected.
"{Ah, Haruna was so cute...! All the Goblinas are so cute!}" Rimuru spoke through their link as Galadriel rolled her eyes while she kept on rubbing Ranga's belly.
"{Yes, they truly are, but your eyes kept staring into their breast. A good thing Slime doesn't have gender.}"
"{Please, let me at least enjoy this! Watching is allowed, right? Right?!}"
"{You should feel at least bad for Gobta at least. He didn't change at all.}"
"{Well, I do feel bad! It's just I don't know what happened...}"
Galadriel chuckled before she took Rimuru off the floor and gently put him on top of Ranga. "In anycase, the Hobgoblins don't have traits to speak off, and we need to train them in some other crafts. Are you sure we will get what we need in the Dwarves' kingdom?"
Rimuru nodded. "The Armed Nation of Dwargon... it sounds like they could help us. We don't lose anything trying to find out, right?"
Galadriel sighed deeply, still feeling anxious, which Rimuru felt. Galadriel would stay in the village to protect it and the newly evolved Goblins. Still, it would be the first time they separated since they met, and Galadriel's mind thought of the worst things. She felt that losing Rimuru and their bond would cause her to be unconscious again, making her feel exposed and vulnerable. Also, losing someone she had grown attached to, a good friend, has helped her greatly in this new and strange world.
"Hey, don't worry. I am going to be careful! If there are signs of a problem, I'll use the Teleportation Item you gave me. So, please, don't be anxious, yes?" Rimuru exclaimed, trying to bounce cutely to appease his partner's paranoia and concerns.
"Alright, do be careful out there," Galadriel finally sighed. "All of you, be careful."
"Don't worry, Master Galadriel!" Ranga barked loudly, moving his tail furiously. "I shall protect Master Rimuru with my life!"
Galadriel shook her head in amusement as she saw her blue Slime friend leave. She had no time to act like some sort of distressed schoolgirl. She also has a job and responsibilities. "Summon... [Elise the Spider Queen]"
Soon, appearing a large Jorōgumo appeared. A beautiful woman is truly a beauty to behold, but with half of her body as a large spider.
"My lady..." the spider queen whispered in a lustful tone.
A few days later, Rimuru returned with a company of dwarfs, and from what Galadriel knew, they were great at their job. The Dwarves couldn't wait to assist and guide the Hobgoblins to construct their village the right way and show them how to weave, stitch and design and build other useful items. However, Galadriel was just staring at Rimuru, who whistled nervously.
"So, you got arrested, sent to prison, had a trial, exiled and spent time in a bar with a large group of elves girls. Am I missing anything?" Galadriel pondered loudly. "Oh, also, you forgot about Gobta."
"Ah," Rimuru muttered nervously. "At least I got the help we needed!"
Galadriel then grabbed the Slime and began to squeeze it hard. "You got caught in the middle of a political game. If things had gone wrong, I would've been forced to do something about it. You know this, don't you?" Galadriel hissed slowly.
"I am sorry! I am sorry!" Rimuru squealed as Galadriel scoffed before dropping the Slime on the floor.
"Well, you're right. Kaijin and the rest of the Dwarves will help us," Galadriel replied as she looked around, watching how the Hobgoblins were all in awe of the skills of the Dwarves there. "We'll have to do some serious urban design planning. In addition to a central office and well-equipped maintenance and service facilities."
Galadriel continued muttering to herself while Rimuru nervously tried to move away from her. "Rimuru! Are you listening to me?!"
Galadriel's eyebrow twitched before smiling brightly. "You were a general contractor, weren't you?" Soon, Rimurus' body froze as he stared at the demonic entity before him.
"I guess we do have a lot to talk to... in our new office," Galadriel smiled evilly as Rimuru tried to escape but couldn't since Galadriel was faster.
"No! Please! Anything but an office! I don't want to see an office ever again!"
Everyone else saw Rimuru was carried away by Galadriel to the abyss of the office job, a mysterious world only known by those two powerful beings.
Nevertheless, that raises some questions among them.
Rimuru and Galadriel's little village was slowly becoming larger as weeks went by. Especially since more Goblins arrived seeking refuge and a place where to live. Galadriel and Rimuru rested another three days after naming around 500 new goblins. Hopefully, they'll prove useful to them in the long run.
For her part, Galadriel was quite busy with the number of new people arriving. She had to manage each Hobgoblin's jobs, states, and housing, among all the rest of the utilities in the new city. Oddly enough, Galadriel was enjoying the administrative part of it all. Maybe she found it relaxing because it was a coping mechanism for her. Nevertheless, Galadriel hummed, watching the place she called the office.
It was much nicer and more comfortable than the enormous office complexes she had previously worked in. At the very least, Galadriel could open the window and enjoy some real fresh hair.
"What would I do for coffee and cheesecake," Galadriel sighed deeply before sensing Rimuru trying to speak with her.
"{Galadriel, eh, are you busy...?}"
"{Well! I am calling you because, uh... mmhm... You know, I found a group of humans and invited them here!}"
Galadriel slammed her head on the table, looking at the few spiders crawling around. "Elise... why didn't you tell me?"
"Master Rimuru told me not to bother you," Elise emerged from the shadows, looking delighted and amused by the way her master reacted. Galadriel learned that due to their strong connection and the intertwined nature of their souls, her summons would also follow Rimuru's orders, which was good to know but also annoying.
"He is going to be the end of me," Galadriel sighed before standing up and going to wherever those humans were currently.
It didn't take too long to find them, as Rigurd quickly guided her to where Rimuru was, and by the way, the humans reacted, they did not expect to see someone like her there. Galadriel looked around, saw their stunned faces, and kept her best cold and evil-like face possible just to intimidate them.
"Rimuru, you did it again," Galadriel spoke slowly while the Slime began to tremble. "You told Elise not to disturb me."
"I-I just didn't want to make you worry!" Rimuru explained while Galadriel took the Slime and squeezed him again.
Rimuru wept as she was being punished by Galadriel, the white-haired demon whose presence inspired fear in the hearts of the other people who lived in that area.
"A Demon lord?!" The three humans who Galadriel recognised pointed their fingers at her. Still, a strange masked woman stood up quickly, picking up her sword and preparing for a fight that would never come.
Galadriel dropped Rimuru on the ground and simply raised her eyebrows. "Yes. I am a Demon. But I am not a Demon Lord."
Rimuru then jumped quickly. "She is Galadriel Tempest! My companion!" He replied quickly.
"Your companion...?" The group muttered, slowly confusing Rimurus' words. Since he was called Rimuru Tempest, and she was called Galadriel Tempest. They thought that they were indeed spies.
Quite a hilarious misunderstanding.
"Galadriel, these are the humans I met! They were being attacked! I couldn't just sit and watch!"
Galadriel sighed. "You could've told me. I am getting angry, Rimuru. You're doing things on your own."
"Forgive me. I promise I will not do it again," Rimuru replied quickly. Galadriel simply looked worn out by the Slime shenanigans. But she could feel the honesty and guilt emanating from Rimuru, so she took his words for it.
"We are going to talk about this later," Galadriel replied but with a gentle tone before bringing the Slime to her arms.
Yeah, they are spouses. The adventurers and the masked woman thought.
"Now, please, don't look at me like that. This is just a Slime and a Demonic entity sitting before you. Nothing out of the ordinary."
"H-Hi! My name is Kaval, and I am the leader of this party. This is Eren and Gido. And this is our temporary member who just happened to be going the same way as us."
The masked woman only looked at Galadriel with a weary pose before nodding slowly. "Shizu."
"{Rimuru, you know her? You seem to recognise her.}" Galadriel inquired silently.
"{When I was looking for help on the Dwargon nation, I stumbled across an Elf who could see the future.}"
"{The elf woman you met during your little trip to the bar...?}"
"{Eh, ye-yeah! But anyway! She told me I was destined to meet this person... I honestly don't know why. But by the way, she sits, she is definitely Japanese.}"
Galadriel hummed, wondering if someone could actually see into the future, as Rimuru claimed. Nevertheless, she also found it quite intriguing to see a Japanese woman there. Where she came from? How long as been in this world? Those were quite the question she wanted to know.
"So, you here for...?" Galadriel inquired as Kaval coughed awkwardly.
"We're here at the request of the Guildmaster in the Kingdom of Blumund... they want us to see what has happened in the Jura forest and why things and animals seem so out of control."
Galadriel and Rimuru recognised that Veldora's absence had a bigger effect than they realised, to the point of making Galadriel realise that soon, perhaps, more kingdoms and nations would like to see what was going on there. This could cause them problems in the long run if they were not careful.
For now, they decided to allow the adventurers to stay there for the night. Since killing them would only raise more suspicion. Then perhaps giving them a more open view of what was happening would improve things. If the nations around them don't see them as an imminent danger, then it would be good for them.
However, when all things were said and done.
Both Galadriel and Rimuru had a little chat with the girl called Shizu and found out she was from Japan too, but way before their time. During WW2, and was summoned to that world. Galadriel was stunned to see someone so old, who had a view of their world in a way she never thought possible.
Rimuru showed her how the world would look after a few decades when peace was established. Still, Galadriel realised it would've been better to keep her memories away from Shizu. The girl didn't need to know how the world looked after a few centuries of that war. It was too depressing, even for Rimuru, who couldn't stomach Galadriel's world.
But it also offered them a view of things. Since Shizu has been in that world for decades, they heard about the powers that were lurking around.
But oddly enough, Shizu seems at peace to meet both of them, especially after hearing about Galadriel's peculiar explanations for her arrival to the world.
Yet, their fast friendship was soon over when Shizu's fire spirit, Ifrit, emerged, ending with Rimuru and Galadriel having to put down the said monster. And it was a battle that didn't take long. Yet, the end result was Shizu's life.
A girl who has grown tired of this world that she was forced to live in. A girl of many decades who wanted to be free and not be consumed by such a world. That was Shizu's last wish, to rest, and both Galadriel and Rimuru couldn't deny her that.
Shizu Izawa would be remembered by them.
Especially now, since Galadriel entered Rimurus' cabin where she saw the Slime's naked body, as he was getting used to having such a human-like body again.
"Galadriel?!" Rimuru let a girly-like squeal as he tried to hide his non-existent parts. "Can you knock?!"
"Mmhm," Galadriel hummed slowly, inspecting the Slime's androgynous body with curiosity. "You're adorable, lovely... in a genderless way."
"Genderless...?" Rimuru peaked down before letting a loud gasp. "My son! Is gone!"
Galadriel now chuckled loudly. "You're truly genderless. Have you tried changing your looks to either more masculine or feminine?"
"I have... I just look more masculine or feminine but without the proper... tools on either," Rimuru sighed deeply.
"Even if you tried to... imitate said parts?" Galadriel asked, tilting her head. "You know how those parts are and feel like, right?"
"I know how it feels to have... my stuff! But I can't make it," Rimuru muttered, blushing. "It's weird. I can't explain it."
Galadriel tilted her head. "Back on Nazarick, there were items that were called World Items. I collected a bunch of them."
"Oh, what did they do?" Rimuru asked curiously.
"A lot of things. Breaking the game at the users' will. I have tested a few items here and see that they behave not like it was back in Yggdrasil, which makes me wonder. If I had [Ouroboros], could I change whatever I want in this world? Maybe, even giving a Slime sex' parts. Or the ability to have them. I think it would make for a good experiment."
"You're scary, Galadriel. You scare me."
"What? Aren't you curious?" Galadriel asked Rimuru with true surprise. "Don't you want to lose your virginity?"
"W-Well! Is not like I don't want to! It's just that I just... uh, kind of... losing the drive?" Rimuru muttered, almost questioning himself.
"Slimes are asexual beings. Maybe that's why you're slowly losing that sexual drive. But you clearly like staring at boobs still."
"The only joys I have left," Rimuru whimpered.
"If comes the day that I find Nazarick in this world. I'll help you in that endeavour," Galadriel chuckled softly.
"Thanks, I guess?" Rimuru whispered before returning to his slime form.
"You're welcome. Oh, also, have you heard what they think of us?" Galadriel asked Rimuru, who stared at her confused.
"Uh, no, what do they say?" Rimuru asked.
"That we are married," Galadriel chuckled. "They think I am your wife."
"Oh, really?! Nice!" Rimuru exclaimed happily before Galadriel squeezed him with her hands. "Ow! Ow! Ow! Sorry! Sorry!"
"Mmph, lucky you, I am in a good mod. Also, we have work to do, dear husband~ Lots of work."
Rimuru muttered before being dragged to the office once again.
It was clear that their relationship would only improve over time.
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-Now, the reason why I posted this here is because I don't feel that is my best job so far. I couldn't bring myself to add more because I lost inspiration or was simply burned out.
-I guess that Tensei Slime wasn't really a history that resonated with me that much.
-Yet, I am quite stubborn, and I feel that in the near future, I'll come back to this history and give it another shot. Maybe, I'll change things or re-write this. Or think of something else. Nevertheless, decided to update this here for those who wanted to read it.
-Also, the reason why I would like to come back to this in the future is because I kind of wanted to make it a sort of RimuruxGaladriel type of history. I just think I could make it work... sort of.
Still, hopefully, this isn't going to be the last time I try to make this one. But until then.
-Adding, I'll not post this to either Fanfic.Net or AO3. I don't think it is good enough for it.
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