In the vast, sticky lands of Slimejazz—a world somehow both cute and deeply grotesque—gooey smiles ruled the land.
Literally.
It was a realm where jiggling gelatinous life forms pranced around like royalty, and slime-hunting monsters stalked them for sport or... cuteness envy?
And right in the heart of this sugar-glazed hellscape was a single, wiggling, high-density protagonist.
A little slime with absurdly big googly eyes.
Too cute for its own good.
So cute, in fact, that every creature—every single one—it encountered had only one goal: gouge out its eyes and steal its aesthetic.
Apparently, that was a thing in this world.
Thus began the tragic tale of the Slimeprince—a newborn gelatinous heir with a divine bounce in his step and the most violently adorable gaze the world had ever seen.
He didn't ask for war. He didn't crave conquest.
But the world wouldn't let him be.
