An hour ago, I was sleeping.
Then the world ended.
Thirty minutes ago, I woke up in an endless void where a wretched slime informed me that I am its property.
Now I'm here, trying to find a shape shifting key while dealing with problems that I don't really want to deal with most of the time.
I want to go back to sleep, hopefully not waking up to find myself as property of eldritch things.
These ponies keep interrupting me though.
not a self insert, i think some stuff might be cliche but I am not sure and you can tell me (along with criticism or hate or love or rambling) in the comments.
Cover art by me, I make covers for free BTW, just pm me
[TW] [TRIGGER WARNING] R-SLUR and some other bad words dropped ocassionally(not every chapter) but since I'm smart(read: lazy) I'm putting the warning here