Your new life as a slimeball!

So it finally happened...

A few too many shots of booze on a particularly self-defeatist night and a slightly too aggressive session of furiously masturbating to a good story on your favorite portal of escapism Chyoa.com you felt the needle in your chest. You had given yourself a heart attack...

How embarrassing; The state they will find you in; The stench of ****; the tabs upon tabs you had open on your pc, incognito; Not to mention everything else that happens when a person dies...

*You shrug*

That's not your problem now, your dead.

Wait... Did you just shrug?

No, no, no. Your dead. You are sure of it. You had one of those out of body experiences before... before everything went black. Before everything stopped hurting; Physically; Mentally; Emotionally; Everything.

There is only black, as if you are in a void. You figured you wouldn't make it to anything resembling heaven, not after the like you lead, but could this possibly be hell? It's possible that, nay, likely that after not much time in complete solitude in a void of any senses, you may begin to lose your sanity. You were kind of hoping though for there not being an afterlife, and that when the time came you would simply be gone. This void though proves that nope you went to a void, but you are still thinking... That means you still exist... Somewhere...

A breeze wafts over you.

You fill its chill. In fact you feel around you. Only a few feet, but you feel the slight edges of the of the blades of every blade of grass, as though seeing but a faint white outline of them within the void._ _Ok. That's good right? You aren't in the void you thought you were. That poses the question though, where are you? Are you dead and buried and not feeling the grass above your grave? No. The grass felt like it was beneath you as if you are laying amongst it. You focus again on that feeling, trying to remember it from the brief moment you had it. You press your mind, like trying to move when waking with sleep paralysis, and... you feel something. The ground beneath you is an amalgamation of compacted grass, small stones, and dirt. A short distance away you the faintest tickle reveals to you a hill of ants specifically the chain of workers busy at work going somewhere beyond what you can feel. Then you realize; The impression you are making beneath you, that you can now effortlessly feel, like you use to be able to see, that impression is, round. Like a circle, round. Could you be in and urn, just left in a field? Would your family, or whoever found you, do that to you?

For the life of you, pun only partially intended, you couldn't think that anyone would put in that level of effort. No, something is definitely off about this.

Well if you can feel, and you still have your ability to think, perhaps you might be able to move. Its a leap in logic, but other than waiting for the next breeze, or contemplating deeper into the meaning of the round nature of the impression you are making in the grass and dirt, what else is there but to try to move? The only question would be if you could, how would you? What would it feel like? You never thought that deeply about walking before. Perhaps you shouldn't think about it, just will it.

"Couldn't hurt to try," you think to yourself. Shortly after that thought you focus on the ants, and imagine yourself as a youth, stepping over to get a closer look...

And...

You feel the impression of the ground begin to shift, tilting upward raising the ant hill in the direction you think is the sky. Wait! You stop the motion that would have grown to be sickening. Are you a sphere?

"Great, I'm a rock..." you mentally grown, unintentionally rolling back into the divot you started in. "That's just fantastic. Waste my life as a human away and as some sort of divine punishment or prank get reincarnated as a rock that can almost roll... Well if reincarnation is real then when I die I will just becomes something else. When exactly do rocks die though? Dammit!"

You end your existential crisis in exclamation. An Exclamation which caused you to unconsciously thrust your new form off the ground completely airborne for a split second. Your moment being separated from the ground is only just long enough for you to realize before once again you come down, making contact with it again. With the impact you jiggle, and feel the same sense that you had felt when the wind and blown over you, but much more intense. Like seeing the way Toph from "Avatar: The Last Airbender" was represented as seeing, though your perception expands only to about 5 feet from you.

Wait.

You jiggled!

You're not a rock. Your a freaking SLIME!!! Like, one of those video game or isekai slimes? Isekai! You've actually been isekaied? Well, thinking about it only being able to perceive a small area around you, and that perception being bests in the moments after landing from a bounce, would explain why slimes are always represented as imperceptive and constantly bouncing.

Isekaied though... Your mind begins flashing back to all of the Isekais you had watched when you weren't reading and watching porn. Coming to a through line you remember from many of them you focus, willing a desire to see your status card,

And,

After a few moments of thinking you realize, you can't see. So even if a visual window was opening for you, you wouldn't be able to recognize it. If you can see your stats you will just have to do the standard isekai things to try to survive long enough to level up and maybe, eventually you will gain the ability to see. Until that time comes, your best hope is to be the smartest slime in this world (at least as far as you are aware), and find a way to start gaining experience.

Safely!

And preferably as far from adventurer's as possible.

Thinking back to the feeling you had when you bounced before, one that reminded you of slamming your fist on something when you had hands to make into fists, you collect yourself and thrust. Sure enough you leave the ground and land with a *buyo* and a jiggle allowing yourself another snapshot of the world close around you. Still interested in the direction of the ant hill you thrust again while mixing in the the intension of moving for it. You bounce up and come down with a jiggle to find yourself next to the ant hill able to see the little insects through your tremorsense. You can officially move, and you now know the ants are just colleting pieces of grass water and seeds. On a separate note, there is a new sensation on the edge of your "vision" you feel just before everything becomes black again.

Intrigued, you thrust yourself in that direction. Landing you feel a distinctive *Splash*.

OH! Water!

You find yourself lapping in the bank of a small pond, learning that you don't need to worry about diluting into nothingness when touched by water. Additionally, you can tell that it is water by touching it, and its liquid composition is allowing you to constantly visualize the whole space around you, though still only for a few feet. It's nice, but it isn't getting you any experience, and experience is how you level up in an isekai with bouncing thinking slimes, to become stronger, and hopefully evolve.

Worried about the impact being in water might have on your fresh, likely level 1 slime body's ability to move, you opt to hop out and to follow the water's edge. Hoping to find a river to follow somewhere, you feel that staying near the water's edge might provide you with some form of escape if you are suddenly ambushed. Your worries about the water impacting your locomotion bear fruit as it hugs you and shortens your bound. You struggle free, back to shore, and

You bounce.

For several moments along the shore, you bounce, wholely undisturbed by any interaction with anything of interest, until... As you land from one of you bounds you feel yet another new thing on the edge of your senses. You bounce to approach but cautiously, not knowing what it could be. It is there. Lying in the grass less than a stones throw from the edge of the pond you find...