So, what would you do if you woke up with what seemed to be slime crap all over your face, slimes covering the majority of you body and a man standing over you laughing, almost mocking you?

  With extreme amounts of effort and willpower, I managed to shake off all of the slimes from my body and stand up, only to be surrounded by them with no room to escape. Luckily it seems I lost no health. There 8 of them, all different colors. Red, blue, purple, orange, purple, turquoise, brown and the one that had jumped on my face, green. Each of them were about 45 cm in diameter (1 and a half feet).

  In the corner of my vision was a box.

  As if it saw my notification, a rather large red slime bounces towards me and Arthur. Immediately, all the slimes, except for the original green one, bounced towards what I could only assume as a stronger slime and were absorbed. Great, just like my undead fish at home, they committed suicide when they realized I was their master.

  Only then, did I realize that there was another notification.

  "Wait, I swallowed some of its shi-?!" (Drac)

  Before I could finish my sentence, the large, red slime rammed its body into my side, causing me to be blown 2 meters away.

  Arthur just stood there laughing.

  "Actually fight the slime Drac." (Arthur)

  Staring daggers at Arthur, I struggled to my feet.

  As I was trying to take a fighting stance and draw my scimitar, I almost slipped over twice.

  The red slime warily slid its way towards me, unwilling any sudden movements. The only thing that ruined the epicness of my first battle was the fact that my new familiar was slowly slithering up my leg, then my back and onto my shoulder.

  A sudden idea comes into my mind.

  I charge forward, while covered in goo, quickly stopping my movement one meter away. Sliding the rest of the distance I put one front in front of the other and twist it slightly to the left. Using my front foot to turn me and sticking my scimitar out to my right, I slide past the large slime while easily cutting through its side.

  I turn my head around to see the slime, only to notice that the there was no cut where the blade went through.

  A sudden pain went through my right arm.

  One of the smaller slimes from earlier, the purple one was on it and slithering towards my face. I bash it off with my shield, only to spin out of control, slipping and crushing the slime underneath me.

  I get up once again, only to see purple mush where there used to be an enemy. Blunt attacks work it seems. Great. My familiar jumps off of me an does something. I guess you would call it eating. Yeah, it was eating its fallen brother. Seems like it inherited an aspect from its master.

  With newly found respect for the green slime, I repeat the method again and again. Sliding past the large slime, cleaving through its body. This time however, I shield bash the small slimes created before they have a chance at attacking me.

  The last slime left, an extremely small red one rippled in fear, only to be pounced upon by Greeny. I had named it Greeny halfway through the battle. Not a very evil sounding name but it would do.

  Arthur was just staring at me blankly. Maybe I looked suspicious during the battle.

  "So that's a familiar." (Arthur)

  He looked over to Greeny, who was hoovering up the bodies of his own kind, awestruck.

  "Never seen one before?" (Drac)

  "Only heard about them in legends. Apparently our kingdom founder, Aaron had a dragon as a familiar. Even though its just a slime, it's still impressive." (Arthur)

  While Arthur was looking at me in amazement...

  "Stats" (Drac)

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  After inspecting my new stats, Arthur seemed to have recovered. He chucked at me a health potion which I caught then downed quickly, recovering 66 Health.

  I continued to hunt slimes until sunset while Arthur watched from a small distance. I used the same tactic and managed to kill 3 more large slimes. Apparently they were fairly rare and I was 'lucky' to encounter a miniboss enemy 4 times in that day. The rest of the slimes I encountered were small ones that would follow me around. I didn't want them to fuel a large slime so I slaughtered all of them. It thought it was almost like a genocide which made me smile. Their remains were fed to Greeny and both of us managed to level up again.

  Once I stopped hunting, both Arthur and I returned into town. People were giving me weird looks because I was covered in slime and had a slime on my shoulder. Other than that though, the rest of the day was uneventful. I washed, ate, then went to sleep in the inn but as Arthur saw me off for the night, I could have sworn his attitude towards me was slightly different. It was slightly filled with respect. Maybe I won't torture him as much when I inevitably kill and enslave everyone in Golrend.

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  Author note: Sorry for the release at a later time than yesterday. It took quite a long time to change the stat table completely. An A4 page of code. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Also, depending on some things, I might have to release chapter 6 later tonight, early tomorrow morning or evening GMT. Personal stuff means I won't be able to go on my computer. Also, thanks for over 2000 views spread out on my first 4 chapters. I really didn't think I would get many views.