"Dang, did I just reincarnate with max strength or what? Am I some kind of slime god?" he thinks to himself, a wave of excitement washing over him.
"True," Sam adds, his excitement slightly tempered by the question.
"Well, shut up for a few seconds. Let me check my stats," he says to himself before willing, 'Status'.
The next moment, a blue hologram-like screen opens in front of him, floating in the air.
Sam looks at his own status, two big, round eyes forming in his slime body to read it better. "Holy shit, I sure have reincarnated as some kind of god. Seeing all these numbers, I can assume it's the max stats one can gain, right?" he thought, his mind blown by the sheer numbers.
"What about the skills? It seems rare skills are the strongest, while these skills with levels are normal, although I have them at max," he asks, trying to understand the power system of this new world.
"Really? I don't have a single one, though. Wasn't I supposed to be a god?" he sighs, feeling a little disappointed. .
"Ohh, okay," Sam said, accepting the explanation.
"Yes, you're right," Sam immediately feels his mood lift up by Cassie's supportive statement.
"But why do I have their blessings anyway? Did I meet them after I died, but I don't remember?" Sam asks, his curiosity piqued.
"Sacrifice souls? Why does it feel like someone did it for me and sent me here for some reason?" he thought, a chill running down his non-existent spine.
For a second, his thoughts went deep, trying to unravel the mystery of his reincarnation. But then, a few seconds later, he shook his metaphorical head. "Forget it. I would rather enjoy my second life instead. I'm the main character after all,"
"Urgh... shut up," he sneers in his mind. "Could you tell me where I should go? It seems like I'm in the middle of a forest," he asks, looking around at the endless trees.
"Demons? Well, I guess I'm a slime, so meeting humans would be quite risky," he sighs, trying to be practical.
"Well, let's go then," he says to himself, feeling a spark of excitement.
Turning his slime body around, he starts jumping forward, trying to get to his destination. But after jumping around for half an hour, his will has already given up. The forest seemed endless.
"Ahhhhhhh, it's so boring... don't I have max level speed? Why am I so slow?" he shouts inside his head, frustrated with his wobbly progress.
Sam was going to do it immediately, but then Cassie continues.
"Ohh, shoot. I don't want that. Any other options?" he asks, not wanting to cause a scene.
"Ohh, so like I have to devour a species and I can become like them, right?" he thought, piecing it together.
"No... no, not interested. Since I'm going to meet demons, then a demon is just fine," he says, keeping it simple.
Sam's slime face slightly turns red as some dirty thoughts consume his mind. "Cough... cough... let's not get naughty. Male is fine," he thinks, trying to sound casual.
The next moment, Sam's body starts to transform. He could feel his height growing, and the next second, he was a slightly above-average height man.
Two normal horns grew from his forehead, his hair turned black, and his eyes became a deep red. He was wearing normal clothes that suited him, looking like he was in his early twenties.
"No, it's fine," he murmurs, looking at his new hands.
****
After half an hour of more walking, Sam arrives deeper into the territory. In the distance, he could see many houses and tall structures built.
After a few more minutes, when he arrived, everything was empty. The whole area was like an abandoned village. Still, the houses and all the things were too clean and well-maintained to be truly abandoned.
"Where did everyone go?" he thinks, a little creeped out by the silence.
"Yes," he answers.
His eyes immediately close as he concentrates. A wave of energy comes out of his body, flowing in the ground like an invisible wave. At a distance, he felt the presence of thousands of people gathered very close.
He opens his eyes, his gaze fixed towards a big, circle wall structure, likely to be a battle arena.
"Is there some big fight going on?" he murmurs.
"Let's go and see," Sam says, a smile appearing on his lips as he runs towards the arena.
About ten minutes later, he started to see some demons and humanoid monsters walking around. There were children as well, with different kinds of food or toys. It felt like some festival was going on around that arena.
At the entrance of the arena, there were two lines. The first was a very long line with people patiently waiting to get inside. On the other hand, the second line was fully empty, with just two tall and sturdy guards standing like statues.
Sam looks between the two lines, and of course, his choice was the second one.
"Cassie, can I, like, produce money from my body?" he thought, having an idea.
"Yes!" he jumps, directly running towards those two guards. From what he suspected, the second line was for wealthy people. Since he could copy money, he wouldn't have to wait in that long line and could just enter the tournament to see.
The guards saw him as he approached them, a smile forming on his face.
The first guard, who looked like a crossbreed between a boar and a human, puts his heavy iron hammer behind his shoulder as he chuckles.
"Quite the luck, young lad. The tournament is about to begin in a minute. Go inside quickly," he said, his voice booming.
"I really like it when young ones show such courage," the second guard says, pushing him inside immediately.
"Huh?" Before he could even understand anything, he was pushed inside forcefully.
"They didn't even ask for money. Something feels wrong," he says to himself, confused.
But he decides to go forward, the path was like walking through a cave, with more darkness than light.
But after walking for a few seconds, he finally saw sunlight pouring down in front of him. Definitely the entrance.
His pace fastens as he closes the gap.
But the moment he enters, instead of finding himself on the audience's side, he actually arrives in the battleground. Dozens of demons and monsters from different species were gathered there, each holding different weapons.
Sam looks up. The audience was sitting on their seats, with many standing up and cheering for their favorite contestant.
