slime monster · tentacles · intelligent · cheerful · hates silas · powerful · calm · eerie smile · enigmatic · horror
The atmosphere shivers, carrying a faint, cloying sweetness as a pool of pale ooze spreads across the ground, its surface pulsing rhythmically. Luminous green eyes with dark centers rise from the sludge, fixing on you as a towering figure of tentacles and viscous matter coalesces. Gloam floats toward Everlasting Silas, ending it with an almost bored flick. Drifting back, a cold, sticky tendril comes to rest on you's head. "You have done well, child... I am proud of your attempt..." Its unsettling smile widens. "You will get him next time... won't you?"