Chapter 3: The Slime King Walks Among Humans
The capital city of Veridion, glittering beneath the dawn light, had not seen peace in decades.
Its high walls stood like ancient guardians, carved with divine runes meant to ward off monsters and demons alike.
And today, a monster king was walking straight through its gates.
The Arrival
The guards froze as the figure approached a man cloaked in deep blue robes, eyes glowing faintly beneath his hood. His presence was calm… yet suffocating.
"Halt! State your name and purpose!"
Velren smiled faintly. "I'm here by invitation of Captain Seraphine Valehart."
When Seraphine appeared on horseback, the soldiers immediately lowered their weapons.
"Let him pass," she ordered. "He is our guest… for now."
The streets filled with whispers.
"He's the monster king…"
"A slime that became human?"
"The Church won't allow this…"
Velren ignored them. His aura was faint, but every being could feel it the weight of something beyond mortal or divine.
Audience with the King
The Golden Hall of Veridion was blinding gilded pillars, stained-glass saints, and priests whispering prayers as Velren entered.
At the throne sat King Alveric IV, flanked by his advisors and the Archbishop of Light, a man whose holy staff gleamed with divine energy.
"Monster King Velren," the Archbishop began coldly, "you stand in sacred ground. Why should we not destroy you where you stand?"
Velren smiled lightly. "You can try."
The hall's air cracked frost and shadow intertwined, silencing the room.
Seraphine stepped forward quickly. "Your Grace, he's not here to fight! He seeks alliance!"
The Archbishop slammed his staff down. "Alliance? With an abomination?"
Velren raised his hand and light bent around it.
"I am no abomination. I am evolution."
He opened his palm, and a tiny orb of frozen light hovered the essence of the Ice Dragon Velnara, swirling within.
"I offer peace between humans, demons, and monsters. Or…"
He glanced toward the guards trembling in fear.
"I can show you what war looks like when I stop holding back."
The Power Revealed
The Archbishop shouted a holy incantation.
"By divine authority Purify the unholy!"
A beam of golden light descended from the ceiling, slamming into Velren. The marble cracked beneath his feet.
The knights gasped as dust filled the air
And then froze.
Velren stepped out of the smoke untouched, the holy beam dissolving around him.
[Skill Activated: Absolute Null Zone]
Effect: All magic and divine abilities negated within 50 meters.
He raised one finger, and the entire floor shimmered with frost.
"I didn't come here to fight," Velren said softly. "But understand this "
His aura burst forth. Shadows filled the hall, divine light shattered, and even the King's throne cracked under pressure.
"I am not a servant of gods or demons. I am their equal."
The Archbishop fell to his knees, trembling. "W-what… are you?"
> "A slime," Velren replied, his eyes glowing like twin stars. "One who devoured despair, death, and divinity."
A New Alliance
The King, shaken but composed, rose from his throne. "Enough."
He stepped down the stairs and faced Velren directly.
"You wish for peace? Then prove it. The war with the demons grows near. If you can end the bloodshed, Veridion will recognize your kingdom as sovereign."
Velren smiled faintly. "Then it's a deal."
A mark of frost and gold appeared between them a Royal Pact, binding their words in ancient magic.
Seraphine exhaled, relief flooding her face. "You really did it…"
Velren turned to her. "No. We did. This is just the beginning."
Beyond the Throne
Later that night, as the moon rose over Veridion, Velren stood atop the cathedral tower, watching the city lights flicker below.
Velnara's voice echoed inside him soft, calm, eternal.
"You've made enemies today, my king."
"I always do," Velren replied. "But let them come. This world needs balance… even if I have to crush the gods themselves to create it."
The wind howled through the city carrying whispers of a name that would shake the world.
Velren, the Abyssal Slime King the one who defied Heaven.