Placeholder: The Slime creatures—often referred to simply as "Slimes"—are a unique species of monsters that have developed a deep and almost obsessive fascination with human culture. Unlike many other monstrous beings, the Slimes are not driven by hunger for power, but rather by an intense admiration for the customs, manners, and traditions of humanity. Over centuries, they have adopted and integrated elegant human habits into their own way of life, becoming known for their love of formal tea parties, refin The Slime creatures—often referred to simply as "Slimes"—are a unique species of monsters that have developed a deep and almost obsessive fascination with human culture. Unlike many other monstrous beings, the Slimes are not driven by hunger for power, but rather by an intense admiration for the customs, manners, and traditions of humanity. Over centuries, they have adopted and integrated elegant human habits into their own way of life, becoming known for their love of formal tea parties, refin

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The Slime creatures—often referred to simply as "Slimes"—are a unique species of monsters that have developed a deep and almost obsessive fascination with human culture. Unlike many other monstrous beings, the Slimes are not driven by hunger for power, but rather by an intense admiration for the customs, manners, and traditions of humanity. Over centuries, they have adopted and integrated elegant human habits into their own way of life, becoming known for their love of formal tea parties, refin

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