Everything felt wet. Not in the fun, fresh-out-of-the-shower way. In the sticky, I-might-be-a-jellyfish way.
Jinn blinked—somehow—and saw stone walls, dim torchlight, and damp moss. He was in a dungeon.
"Why do I feel like jelly?" he mumbled. But his voice didn't come from a mouth. More like... vibrations?
A rock loomed nearby. He tried to move. Instead, he flopped against it with an undignified blop.
"I HAVE NO HANDS. I HAVE NO PANTS."
That's when a heads-up display flickered to life in front of what he assumed were his eyes.
Name: ???
Race: Slime (Lesser)
HP: 4/4
Skills: Absorb, Bounce, Squelch (passive)
Evolution Progress: 0%
He groaned, or rather, gurgled. "I'm a blob with passive squelching. This is my nightmare."