One day, I died. Then, he was sent to another world by God. So far no problem. Except for the two points that I lost [memory] and was turned into a pool of [amorphous primitive life form]. And now, who am I? "Dad." She said after losing her father. "The monster named Slime." She said after losing her target. "An unknown life form that will not die." She said this after losing a close relative. To get answers, I set out with a young dragon, a half-elf, and a gnome on a journey to find what I had lost.
