a demon only another could love

Even in demonified death, there are things - people, purposes - that don't make sense. You would think, Slime theorizes, that if humans' life makes no sense, always contradicting itself and oozing into spaces it shouldn't, shouldn't demons' death be the opposite? Just as Knowledge and Life are two halves of a whole.

But Preta insist upon subsisting, even when their bodies never find satisfaction.

"yOu hAvE a fOrM. yOu cAn'T diSsOLvE. wHy nOt dEcOrAtE iT wiTh sOmEtHiNg sHiNy?!"

Why be incomplete, imperfect? Why continue to struggle like that?

"nOt yOu wiTh tHe fUcKiN' gUt..."