FIle ID: KAC-9999
Designation: "Slime God," "The Blue Devourer"
Threat Level: Category 5 (Omega Threat)
Status: Contained (Conditionally)
Discovering Officer: Commander Elias Varn
World of Origin: Unknown
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[DESCRIPTION]
(NOTE: KAC-9999's innocuous appearance has resulted in repeated underestimation by junior personnel and cross-world recovery teams. This has directly resulted in 14 confirmed site losses, 3 extinction level events, and the permanent removal of two containment divisions from the KAC registry. Under no circumstances is KAC-9999 to be treated as benign, domesticable, or "cute.")
KAC-9999, designated "Slime God," is an anomalous gelatinous entity that most commonly manifests as a small, seemingly harmless blue slime analogous in appearance to the low-level monster archetype found in fantasy fiction. In this default state, KAC-9999 measures approximately 30 cm in diameter, possesses a semi-translucent blue body, and displays behavior superficially consistent with curiosity or passive environmental observation.
Yet this appearance is deceptive.
KAC-9999 has demonstrated the capacity to devour, absorb, break down, and assimilate any known form of matter, energy, biological substance, metaphysical construct, and in some cases, laws and principles, provided it is sufficiently motivated to do so. Consumption is not limited by volume, density, dimensionality, durability, regeneration, or abstract concept which has been the cause of KAC analysts repeatingly failing to identify a limit to its feeding capacity.
The entity has consumed, in verified records:
- reinforced alloys designed for the containment of Category 5 entities (as well as other entities categorized as such).
- personnel and their equipment.
- anomalous organisms with adaptive immortality.
- directed plasma and high-yield energy discharges.
- spatial anomalies.
- Innumerable Worlds, Universes, and Timelines.
KAC-9999 is additionally capable of shapeshifting, restructuring its gelatinous mass into virtually any desired form. Its observed manifestations include:
- humanoid figures (though usually a female with light skin, black hair, and gold eyes for reasons unknown)
- animals
- weapon-like protrusions
- false walls and environments
- copies of previously consumed organisms
These transformations are not cosmetic. KAC-9999 can reproduce the biological, mechanical, and/or the anomalous properties of the forms it adopts. Though whether this is imitation, adaptive replication, or true assimilation remains unknown.
The current KAC position is that KAC-9999 is not a mere slime with godlike properties. It is more likely an apex assimilative intelligence that either chooses to resemble a fantasy slime or finds the form useful as camouflage.
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[BEHAVIOUR]
The entity appears to possess intelligence at minimum equal to, and likely exceeding, humans. KAC-9999 has demonstrated:
- comprehension of spoken human language
- situational awareness
- pattern recognition
- deceptive restraint
- apparent humor
- targeted retaliation
- patience
It frequently behaves as though it understands exactly how threatening it is perceived to be and is fully capable of masking that threat beneath a facade of harmless simplicity. Several personnel logs indicate that KAC-9999 intentionally adopts "cute" or non-threatening behavior patterns in order to lower caution thresholds in observers.
Notably, KAC-9999 does not appear to feed out of necessity alone. It can remain dormant for extended periods without visible deterioration. However, when it does choose to consume, its feeding response escalates with alarming speed, suggesting appetite in KAC-9999 may be linked not merely to hunger, but to curiosity, irritation, or will.
It is mainly fed high amounts of Adamantium.
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[CONTAINMENT ATTEMPT]
KAC-9999 was contained only under a conditional that remains to be a mystery.
The entity is housed in a triple-layered null-pressure chamber suspended within a vacuum-buffered containment shell. The chamber interior is lined with dynamically shifting anti-assimilation lattice panels, designed to prevent prolonged contact adaptation. Chamber geometry is to be altered at irregular intervals to reduce environmental familiarization.
Containment procedures are as follows:
- no personnel are to enter KAC-9999's chamber under any circumstances
- all observation must be conducted remotely
- verbal communication is prohibited unless authorized for testing
- no organic matter is to be introduced into the chamber
- no repeated behavioral routines are to be performed in its presence
- the entity is never to be praised, mocked, challenged, or anthropomorphized
Under no conditions is KAC-9999 to be allowed to "play" In the event of a containment breach, all surrounding personnel are to be immediately evacuated through the Multi-Versal Gates. If KAC-9999 exceeds its own mass by 300%, MERCURY-SOFT is to be initiated, involving layered dimensional segmentation and full site abandonment.
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[FINAL NEUTRALIZATION]
In every case, KAC-9999 either survived, adapted, reconstituted itself, consumed the applied neutralization, or incorporated the attempted method into its subsequent defensive morphology.
One test concluded with KAC-9999 forming a mouth and stating, clearly:
"Again."
Following this event, final neutralization status was classified as:
Not Currently Theoretically Possible.
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[NOTES BY Commander Elias Varn]
"It looks like something a child would pick up and carry in both hands. That is probably the most dangerous thing about it. We originally called it a joke entry. Then it ate the joke team. The entity does not rage. It does not posture. It does not announce itself as divine. It simply behaves like something that has never once doubted that everything else is edible."
Do not let its size fool you. The universe is full of predators with sharp teeth and monstrous silhouettes. KAC-9999 has no need for those. It has already transcended the point where intimidation matters."
- Commander Elias Varn
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[FILE END]
[SHORT STORY: The Last Hunger of the Slime God]
No one agreed on where it had first appeared. Some said it emerged from a child's overturned storybook on a rain-swept windowsill in a world that no longer existed. Others claimed it had crawled from a fracture between dimensions, condensed from the runoff of failed creations and unfinished possibilities. A few of the oldest KAC records suggested something more disturbing: that it had always been there, waiting at the bottom of all possible existence in the smallest, softest shape possible, so unthreatening that reality itself never bothered to reject it.
When it was first found, it was barely larger than two cupped hands. It was a small blue slime. It sat in the corner of a ruined stone chamber in a world of shallow fog and broken moons. It trembled when light touched it and it bounced weakly when approached. It made no sound except a wet, harmless squish against the floor. One of its many victims laughed when he saw it.
"That's it?" he asked. "This is the beast? It's just a harmless slime!"
He prodded it with the tip of his boot.
The slime shivered. For a brief moment, its body formed two little black dots and a curved line, like the face of a creature from some low-tier fantasy novel. The man laughed harder as one of the others took a picture. Another suggested bringing it back alive, but someone said it looked hungry.
That was the last casual joke ever made in its presence.
It ate the boot first as the leather simply sank into the blue body as though the slime were not soft at all, but bottomless. The man jerked backward, but the thing had already swallowed the steel underlayer, then the sole, and then the foot inside it. Then the man's leg vanished to the knee.
He screamed and fell, and the slime flowed upward with impossible speed. It was still smiling.
Gunfire soon followed with heat rounds, shock rounds, and severance rounds meant for Kaijus, entered the slime and disappeared without resistance as if it also devoured those as well. The creature rippled once. Then it expanded.
It devoured the screaming man, then the floor beneath him, then the shell casings, then the light in the chamber. One person reached the doorway and turned to call for evacuation. But by then the doorway was gone. So was the wall around it. By the time the KAC caught wind of its existence and designated it KAC-9999, the damage it had done was immeasurable as it had consumed that reality before it had mysteriously allowed itself to be contained.
And still, the entity remained small when it wished to. That was the true obscenity of it. The KAC expected a growth to reveal threat. They expected a devourer of worlds, but KAC-9999 understood fear better than people understood themselves. It remained cute when watched. It became catastrophic when underestimated.
It learned the language quickly. Then it learned tone. Then humor. Then bargaining.
"What do you want?" an operator once asked through six layers of containment glass.
The slime formed a tiny mouth and replied with a voice that resembled a girl's.
"Everything," it said.
At the time, the answer had been recorded as arrogance. Later, it was understood as a warning and a calamity. After it effortlessly escaped containment, KAC-9999 consumed the Multi-Versal Gates that the KAC used for evacuations. It adapted and utilized the interdimensional capabilities from the construct, allowing it to enter another world by treating the barrier between realities as another edible thing.
Then it grew.
The first universe it consumed took seven hours.
Observers from adjacent timelines watched the stars dim from the edges inward, not in explosions but in absences. Galaxies disappeared without supernovae. Nebulae thinned into transparency and then into less than transparency, into states where there was no longer even enough remaining to call it missing. Entire civilizations transmitted their final data packets into the dark, only for the signals themselves to be eaten before they reached anyone else.
At the center of it all was a blue thing no larger than a moon, then a planet, then a solar system, then no definable size at all.
It shapeshifted as it fed. Sometimes it became a dragon of translucent blue glass with nebulae suspended in its belly. Sometimes it became a woman of liquid light with too many mouths folding open down her arms. Sometimes it remained a simple smiling slime drifting between collapsing stars, as it mocked the need for grandeur.
Then, as one universe became ten, ten became a thousand.
Timelines branched to escape it. It devoured the branches and histories forked away from its path. It consumed the forks and then the knife that had made them. Whole causal chains were swallowed retroactively, leaving KAC analysts staring at records of worlds they could prove had existed and could no longer define.
It learned to eat futures before they happened. It learned to eat possibility, and it learned that time was merely another texture of reality. A million universes died trying to flee in different directions, only to discover there were no directions left where its hunger had not already extended. Across what would be called the Manifolds of Worlds, worlds developed mythologies around it long before seeing it as blue omens appeared in sacred wells, in laboratory spills, in the tears of prophets, and in the dreams of dying gods.
Yet the KAC mobilized everything.
Category 5 anomalies were hurled at it. Entities of both malevolence and benevolence. They were the things the KAC only unsealed when existence itself was already half-lost. Yet, KAC-9999 ate them all. It adapted around paradox. It even consumed a god of fire and later spoke in the dead god's voice just to hear the panic it caused.
At one point, the Overseers enacted a final doctrine: collapse every accessible timeline into a single fortified continuum and make one last stand there.
KAC-9999 arrived before the plan was finished.
It came as blue droplets fell from a sky that had never contained clouds. Each drop that touched ground became another mouth. Each mouth smiled. Each smile widened into a horizon. Cities dissolved as the names of those trying to flee were eaten.
Then KAC-9999 gathered itself together again, reformed at the center of the last remaining existence, and looked upward. There was nothing left above it but higher orders of all possible existence.
So it climbed.
No one knows how many universes it consumed in total. The number was beyond count, and KAC-9999 eventually reached the scales at which realities could no longer remain meaningfully distinct in its presence. And still it hungered.
It consumed matter until matter was rare, until energy was sparse, until the concept of direction ceased to be, and until sequence groaned under its own scarcity. It devoured gods, devoured laws, and devoured the engines by which universes reproduced. It ate death in several realities, forcing the inhabitants to remain conscious inside its stomach for epochs beyond measure in an agonizing hell of torture and entropy. Each time it finished, it paused only to ask the same question, in whatever language still existed nearby.
"More?"
Eventually there was almost nothing left.
Then, at the edge of totality, it encountered the first thing it could not satisfy itself with. The hunger remained as there was nothing left to eat, and yet the hunger remained. It floated in the terminal dark, no larger than it had been at the beginning. It was just a little blue slime in the graveyard of everything. It had eaten all worlds, histories, futures, and concepts that were possible and impossible.
And still it was hungry.
So it turned inward. This was the final evolution no one had predicted. KAC-9999 examined the thing inside itself that demanded more. It had consumed all external objects; now only the condition remained.
Hunger itself. The state. The drive. The lack.
The Slime God, having eaten creation, chose to eat its own need to eat.
No weapon could have done what it did then. No ritual could have replicated it. No philosophy could have survived the attempt. It opened itself in a way no physical body should be able to open, not into a mouth but into an interior principle, and it swallowed the concept of hunger whole.
It devoured that, and when it was done, there was silence greater than death. Because hunger had been one of the last engines of its existence, nothing could be reached for anything.
Nothing lacked. Nothing pursued. Nothing desired. KAC-9999 did not become full. To it, fullness was the opposite of hunger. It transcended both.
In the aftermath, what remained of the Slime God could no longer be described as an organism, deity, or anomaly. It had moved beyond appetite, beyond consumption, beyond the distinction between devourer and devoured. It no longer fed because feeding required want and want had ceased to exist in its presence. Every proposition that could be affirmed, denied, contradicted, or conceived persisted only as a subset of itself.
It stayed perfectly and monstrously still.
When it could no longer feel hunger, it became something worse than starving and worse than satisfied. It had become complete.