Chapter 1 - A New Life

Simon Kleinz watched over the wind-swept fields from atop his watchtower. The view had remained nearly unchanged for over fifty years. Some might loathe such unchanging permanence, but he found a strange comfort and serenity to it. In truth, the landscape was like a reflection of himself, unchanging, and unperturbed, at least on the surface. He had served in the Knights of Favonius for his entire life since he’d been able to pass the Knight’s Exam. Serving and protecting the Nation of Anemo, the Nation of Freedom, had been his entire existence. 


But now in the somber years of his life, he began to feel a slight sting of regret. How many experiences had he ignored or simply not reached out and taken for himself? He had no family, only comrades. He had only himself, and the wind-swept fields and quiet roads he stood guard over each day. Not even the bliss of Dandelion wine could ease his torment of late. The lingering grasp of regret hung over his head constantly now. 

“What might I have done differently, had I only found the will to reach out and take the things I desired?” He whispered to himself with a mournful sigh. He closed his eyes, not realizing the toll sorrow had taken on his old bones. When he opened his eyes again the sun was far lower than it had been a moment prior and he realized his error. “Dammit, how foolish of me…” He growled out in self-admonishment. He was fortunate no one else had been around to witness him doze off, but the shame stung at his cheeks. 

But it was only when he wiped his eyes to clear his vision did he realize the true depth of his folly. “Oh no…” He shuddered, spotting a trio of Mitachurls approaching with nearly a dozen hillichurls in tow! It was a raiding party, no doubt of it! Likely headed further north to the coastal city in the northern part of Mondstadt. “I-I have to sound the alarm!” He knew even before he reached for the bell that the beasts were close, too close. And he was a man nearly seventy years old, far too old to fend them all off on his own. 

But nevertheless, he sounded the alarm bell. Ringing it with all his might. His comrades would hear the signal, they’d know something was amiss and send reinforcements. Perhaps even one of the Captains would be in the field and able to repel the monsters. But his actions quickly stirred the Mitachurl’s ire. They roared out, and one hefted a mighty spear up over its shoulder and threw the weapon with terrible force!

Simon didn’t even see the weapon strike him. In the half-second it took him to turn back towards the monsters the spear struck him, impaling deep into his chest and knocking him clear out of the watchtower! He landed with a heavy thud, but strangely…he felt no pain. As he lay on the ground he felt strangely at peace. He’d done his duty, warned others of the incoming attack. He knew he was dying, but the fear of failing others seemed greater than the fear of death. Then something odd happened. 

He felt a soft, squishy substance push against his cheek. He turned his head slightly to see an Anemo Slime sitting next to his head, watching him curiously. “Do…do slimes eat people? I confess…I don’t know really…” His voice was soft, his breath shallow, but he found it rather amusing. “So this is how I die? Heh…to think a slime would be the witness to my end. Ah….well…” He felt so tired, he just wanted to sleep. He knew though, what that feeling really was. What was happening. 

And he was afraid, yes, as any person would be. But more than the fear, he felt a sense of regret. “Would that I could have another chance….I would live unimpeded, and embrace every desire and joy I denied myself for Duty and Country.” He knew it was a selfish wish, but a man on his deathbed was allowed such things he’d decided. Then finally he could hold his eyes open no longer and the darkness crept over his vision.

“The Freedom of a second life you say? Why, I think that’s something I can arrange!” A voice echoed in the darkness, a kind but playful voice that Simon could not recognize. 

Then light erupted around him. No, it erupted from within him, enveloping him whole. The light blinded Simon to everything, and for a moment he felt nothing as he drifted in a sea of endless light. Then, the light began to fade, and he heard the familiar sounds of birds chirping, the calming touch of the wind against his….face? He suddenly realized all he felt was his face. He couldn’t feel his hands, not even his legs, or his feet!

As his vision returned Simon looked around, confused as to why he was laying on the ground. “I need to get up…” Is what he Tried to say, but nothing came from his mouth. That was when he realized something terrifying….he had NO mouth!

He panicked and flailed as much as he could, accidentally falling over and down a small hill before landing next to a puddle. He struggled to pull himself upright before looking down at the puddle, but what he saw in the reflection….wasn’t him. It was a Slime, and it was a strange Silver color he’d never seen a slime take before. It was only when he tilted his head to make sense of what he was looking at that the horrible truth finally dawned on him. The slime in the reflection mirrored the gesture. The slime…it was himself.

“How….how is this possible!?” His voice echoed in the sanctuary of his own mind. He’d died, of that he was certain. Was this what happened to all souls? Were they reborn as monsters!?

“Aha, looks like you’re awake!” Simon heard the strange voice again and struggled to shuffle and wiggle his body around to see a strange bard dressed in green standing next to him. The bard smiled and summoned a small harp before running his fingers across the strings to play a calm melody. “This must all come as a surprise, but think of it as an adventure! Your new ‘self’ is not like ordinary slimes, I assure you. In time you’ll come to learn more about your unique…abilities. But I hope you’ll use this chance to experience a life full of adventures, desires and pleasures that you didn’t get to have in your last one!” 

Simon could scarcely believe what the bard was saying, but then something dawned on him. “Could this bard be….are you…B-Barbatos?” He couldn’t speak the question except in his own thoughts, yet the bard seemed to smile when he asked the question and even gave him a coy wink. Then a gust of wind blew past, blinding Simon for only a moment, but when he looked again the bard was simply…gone. 

Simon was left alone with his thoughts and the realization this wasn’t some sort of dream. He had been reborn, just as he’d hoped…only in less than desirable circumstances. “A slime? Why a slime of all things?” He couldn’t help but feel a bit bitter at first. It was only after he reconsidered the bard’s words did something dawn on him. “He said I’m not like ordinary slimes? Is that why I’m silver?” Curiosity overwhelmed bitterness as he tried shuffling closer to the small puddle of water, close enough to touch it. As soon as he did he felt a strange surge of energy rush through his being as his form changed! His silver hue took on the aquatic tone and essence of Hydro, and he felt a strange sensation flood over him as he began to produce large bubbles around himself. 

“W-Well now! That is…something.” He wasn’t quite sure he’d be able to get used to his new body anytime soon, but rejecting it outright was NOT an option. He’d been given another chance, a chance like no other! Sure, life was going to be difficult…but what in life wasn’t?! Difficulties were inherent to all life, and the bard was right about one for certain: this would be an adventure! Simon felt the miasma of regret life from his soul as he ventured out into the wilderness, ready to live life anew! 

The next few weeks proved to be a tiring struggle of trial and error. Learning to move in his slime body was the most difficult step. Bouncing up and down was a lot more strenuous than those slimes he saw on patrols as a Knight made it seem! But he also learned more about his unique ‘abilities’. He could absorb elemental energy, ALL forms of it. Dendro, Hydro, Anemo, Pyro, Electro, Cryo, Geo. All seven elements. He found he could even conserve energy from different elements for extended periods to call upon it later. Of course, learning how to actually use his new powers had become a…touch and go process. More error than trial, in many instances. Especially on this particular morning. 

Simon had decided to steer clear of the populated regions of Mondstadt, in hopes of staying away from any potential conflicts with the Knights of Favonius. He still couldn’t utter a single spoken word after all, so it wasn’t like he could explain his situation, they’d just assume he’s another dangerous monster. For today he’d decided to practice his abilities with hydro, finding a small pond far from the main roads to use in his practice. He bounced, quite bodily, into the body of water creating a large splash. His silvery hue took on the appearance of hydro as his body absorbed elemental energy from the pond’s waters. 

“I can make water bubbles pretty consistently now, but part of me feels I can do more than that…” It was like having an itch he couldn’t scratch, a feeling underneath the surface of his ‘flesh’, or slime rather. He closed his eyes and bounced up and down in the shallow water, trying to do something, anything. Concentrating and pushing, not even sure he was doing anything worthwhile, but a part of him deep down told him there was more.

But he was so caught up in his practice he’d scarcely heard the sound of approaching footsteps, not until he heard a woman’s voice. “Well, this is a tad unusual.”

Simon’s eyes shot open as he nearly fell over, crashing with a wet splash onto his side before rolling over into an upright position. Before him stood an adventurer, judging by the distinctive green uniform, although hers looked unique and altered. She was staring at him with a look of curiosity rather than fear, her gaze affixed to him from behind a pair of spectacles. “Not the typical behavior of a hydro slime.” She said aloud to no one in particular as she took out a notebook and began jotting down some notes. “And its eyes look…silver? Fascinating, not a trait I’ve seen in other slimes.” She even dared to take a step closer, nearly stepping into the water to get a closer look at him.

She didn’t seem afraid in the slightest of his presence. Part of him worried it was her scholarly nature and curiosity overriding common sense, that is until he spotted what looked like a Vision on her person. Then everything fell neatly into place as to why she behaved as such. If she possessed that then there was no reason she’d fear a simple slime of all things, not when she too could command elemental power. Hers appeared to be a Dendro vision. “Journal entry, two-seven-two…” She began to talk aloud as she jotted down her entry. “I’ve encountered a rare slime variant with silver eyes exhibiting unusual behavior. Will attempt to perform some tests to discover the scope of its abilities to determine if the coloration difference is merely superfluous, or an indicator of some greater elemental power…”

That was when Simon noticed some writing on the bottom, or rather the front of the journal, reading ‘Property of Brittany Lockhart’ in small print. “So her name’s Brittany, and she is certainly the studious type, and from the Adventurer’s Guild.” Simon tried to recall her name in any of his dealings while as a Knight of Favonius, but failed to recall any memories specific to her. Which was strange, given how often he’d patrolled the city…but one couldn’t be acquainted with every citizen, he supposed. 

“I wonder how you’d react if you came into contact with Dendro?” Brittany asked aloud as she looked at him curiously. “Would you produce a typical Dendro Bloom reaction? Or something else? Hmm…” With an outstretched hand Brittany called on the elemental energies of her Vision, creating just a small flash of Dendro. Simon winced a little as the energy struck him, although it left no lasting injuries. Just enough energy to create an elemental reaction, and to the surprise of them both it caused a rose-red dendro bloom core to appear.

“Now that is fascinating.” Brittany said with a growing smile of curiosity. “It’s color is beautiful, but I've never seen such a strange dendro core, not in all my research.” She reached out to carefully examine the dendro bloom core, careful not to set it off. “Does this core have some special properties to it? Or will it create a different elemental blast when detonated?” She’d barely touched the core when suddenly it began to open, like a flower blooming and revealing its beautiful petals to the world. She gasped, startled by the sudden change, and was about to move away when the strange core let out a puff of brightly-colored pollen into the air. The cloud enveloped her and Simon in an instant.

Simon had no mouth or nostrils, but the pollen was quickly absorbed by his slime body. It made him feel tingly, at first. A pleasant sensation, but nothing extraordinary. But then the feeling intensified, like a warmth washing over him. He felt a sudden jolt rush through him. Like the rush of adrenaline he’d experienced in his human body during a fight. Or the flush of testosterone when with a lover. Pleasure. Excitement. Old emotions rushed through him as if his body were still flesh and blood. At first he was lost in these intense sensations, that is until he heard Brittany.

She was moaning, having fallen over and sat up with her legs spread. “This…sensation…it’s like my pussy is on fire!” She moaned out wantonly as her fingers fiddled with the hem of her dress, hiking it up to expose her panties and a very vivid wet spot forming across them. The spores from the dendro core were having a powerful effect on her as well apparently. She rubbed at her panties with two fingers, barely able to stop herself. Her composure and demeanor were completely changed. The quiet, studious woman was now entrapt in a haze of lust and pleasure. Utterly ignoring the fact she was still in the company of the slime, and seemingly unafraid of being stumbled upon in such a compromising position.

Yet the scholar in her was still active and watchful. “It seems those spores….ah! T-They cause intense sensations of euphoria and arousal in a human! Hnnng i-is it because of the slime?” Then her lustful gaze fell upon Simon and he felt something stir within himself. She was looking at him with blatant lust and desire, the same desires building inside himself.

After living a life devoted to duty, abstaining from the pleasures of sex for the later half of his life, to feel such feelings awaken in him again was a blessing he would not turn away from! His body seemed to react to those desires. He felt something sprout from his hydro slime form, he felt…limbs! Not one or two arms, he felt many limbs! The numerous sensations were almost too much for his mind to comprehend, but he could feel the writhing, wriggling tentacles that emerged from his body as if they were his arms of old. But these felt different, flexible…and sensitive. 

Brittany’s eyes lit up at the sight of them, biting her bottom lip as she tugged her panties down. “This requires…f-further research, I think…” Exposing her soaking wet folds she reached down with her other hand to spread them apart, showing Simon her wet, fleshy depths. If there was any part of him that wanted to abstain, her invitation eroded it away in a flash. Moving his newfound tentacles was a challenge, but once he started he quickly got the hang of it. Two of them wrapped around Brittany’s legs, although she needed no such prodding to keep herself open and exposed for him. Two more found her needy folds, the hydro tentacles sliding inside her with ease. 

Brittany threw her head back with a throaty moan as he filled her. Her uniform clung tightly to her breasts as his tentacles began to slide in and out of her tight embrace, stretching her insides a little as he fucked her vigorously! With each thrust of his tentacles he could feel her walls squeezing around his tentacles tighter. Her throaty moans and cries of pleasure filled the wilderness around them, drowning out even the songs of the birds. Their pleasure was all that existed in that moment, all that mattered. But he had more tentacles to use still, and he began to have some rather lewd ideas of how to use them! 

He lashed at her chest with two of them, coiling them around her breasts. “M-My breasts too!?” She cried out in surprise, but soon she was moaning as the hydro tentacles fondled her breasts through her clothing, squeezing them and massaging them with a tight embrace. She moaned eagerly, reaching up to unbutton her uniform, allowing a third tentacle to invade her clothing and tug her shirt wide open! Only her bra was in the way now, but with a quick tug it was pulled down and her bare nipples exposed for his tentacles to grasp at, prodding them with the tips of his tentacles. 

It was a wild, frenzied lust that filled him now, but he couldn’t relent! He toyed with her breasts, savoring the sensation of her soft mounds and her tender nipples. And her warm, wet pussy clung to him like a vice as her nectar was absorbed into his tentacles. He could taste her, and the flavor of her lust was intoxicating…

“More! I want more!” She cried out, eyes hazy with lust. But Simon was all too eager to oblige her needs. Another tentacle stretched out, finding her open mouth and slid right in. Her eyes widened in surprise before she began to fellate his tentacle with her eager tongue. His two tentacles, buried deep inside her, pounded against the entrance to her womb. Then he added a third to rub and toy with her clit, her entire body shivering and writhing in pleasure! He could feel his own release building. His entire body shuddered, sending ripples across his hydro body. 

He held it back as long as he could, but after so long…he wanted this. He wanted the release, to savor it. When he came his slime body let out something akin to a cry, although it was odd and strangled, but a noise nonetheless. Elemental energy shot out of his tentacles, thick and messy, and silver like his true form. It filled her womb, shot down her throat, and squirted across her breasts. Brittany’s eyes widened as she came with him, her pussy gripping his tentacles as her nectar squirted out, leaking out onto the grass or staining her leggings. She trembled in pleasure as his elemental fluid filled her, the strange taste was intense and rather…tasty. Intoxicating even. She found herself craving it for a moment. 

But just as the frenzy of lust had come upon them so suddenly, so too did the haze begin to fade as they came together. The effect the spores had began to fade, although the pleasure remained, not as frantic as before…but just as sweet. Slowly Simon’s tentacles began to withdraw and return to his body, the essence of hydro he absorbed diminishing with each second until the blue hue faded completely and his silver essence returned. Brittany was left panting and moaning in the afterglow of their passion, but the scholar in her began to emerge once more. “That was amazing…” She said rather matter-of-factly, but with a slight grin on the edge of her lips. “I think I can safely say you are no ordinary slime….so then, what are you?” She asked, reaching out to touch him with a gentle caress. 

The joys of his new life, his new adventures, were now looking more and more enticing than ever before!
