But for a Slime

Chapter Ninety Eight

An Epilogue

Zilnek fled into the crowds while simultaneously seeking escape from them. He didn't want any to see him, his shame too great. He finally found a small back alley that gave him privacy and he crowded into it before hunching into a corner and seeking solace in his own misery. He glanced around furtively, searching for any prying eyes before flipping open his status with fear, seeing the blackness of what he'd become shown on his very status. Unbeknownst to him, his status screamed out the name of his new class: traitor. And in his list of titles, a new angry title showed itself. He knew it was new, even if he could not understand what it was. There was a feeling of disgust that infused the title when he stared at it. With trepidation, he pressed upon the small title, knowing he could not understand what he would find, but still too curious to deny bringing it into existence before his eyes. Original content can be found at novelꜰire.net