Little Cheese, hard life
A puddle of mud was creeping slowly in the complex sewers of the city. It had been creeping for hours without a destination since it started.
It was the one that Nero said had escaped. It was pretty weak as various 'elements' had entered its body at different times, which resulted in that it assimilating parts of them while some others remained. For example, a remained weak consciousness would stop him from hunting the mouse monster family in the basement.
However, it had been heavily attacked twice. Especially last time, it was cut into half and stabbed by Yama. It felt death approaching… but as an unprecedented oriental monster, some unknown changes were rising inside its body. Even the one who created it couldn't imagine.
'So tired… I want to sleep for a period'. It became unconscious slowly.
