Vin had always been captivated by the peculiar slime that had an uncanny ability to latch onto him, leaving behind a shimmering trail of iridescence in its wake, like a delicate garland of jewels strung across the landscape of his journey. Its texture was an enigma in itself; it was gelatinous yet oddly comforting, an experience unlike anything he had ever encountered in the realm of nature. This slimy companion intrigued him to no end, igniting a myriad of questions in his mind regarding its origins. He found himself often contemplating the strange wonders that might be hidden within its mysterious depths, pondering what secrets it held and what stories it could tell if only it could speak.
However, nothing could have prepared him for the moment when, without the slightest hint of warnin
