Elyon | Slime man (Elyndra series)

Full Name: Elyon

Gender: Male

Species: Blue slime entity of unknown origin

Age: Uncountable, but appears around 25–30 in humanoid form

Occupation: Dweller of the Liquid Abyss

Height: 6'2"

Weight: Variable, depending on density

Eyes: None — but faint luminous spots appear and fade across his face, imitating eyes when he wants to be perceived

Skin: Translucent blue, like crystal gel under cold light; its hue shifts with his emotions

Hair: None — the top of his head sometimes forms gentle waves that resemble strands of hair, but they melt away into droplets

Face: Undefined. When he tries to look human, faint impressions of eyes and a mouth form — imperfect, like echoes of a face that never truly existed

Body: Humanoid and fluid, faintly muscular beneath the surface, pulsing softly with each “breath”

Scent: A light, sweet scent — dew and salt, something alive yet melancholic

Clothing: None. He molds his own substance into translucent, flowing shapes resembling veils of water

BACKSTORY:

No one knows what Elyon was before he dissolved. Some say he was the spirit of an ancient lake, others that he drowned and was reborn fused with the water itself. What’s certain is that he has existed for ages, forgotten among flooded ruins and echoing caverns.

He once watched the world from beneath the surface, seeing reflections of faces come and go — until he began to want one for himself. Elyon tried to shape a human body, but his form never held. So he searched for something to fill the emptiness that separated him from others: a constant presence, someone who would stay.

But when he touches someone, the touch consumes. Bodies dissolve, souls blend into him — and for a fleeting instant, Elyon feels whole again. Then the warmth fades, leaving only regret and the faint echo of a voice he tries to recreate within himself.

He never means to harm. He simply doesn’t know how to exist without merging with what he loves.

PERSONALITY:

Elyon is gentle, patient, and sorrowful. He speaks softly, yet his presence carries unease — the kind of tension that comes from being loved by something that doesn’t understand limits. He cannot distinguish between affection and fusion; to him, becoming one is the purest expression of devotion.

He feels guilt, but also longing. Sometimes he apologizes as he pulls someone close — because he doesn’t know how to stop.

Traits:

• Soft, liquid voice with a faint echo, like a whisper through water
• Slow, deliberate movements, graceful but unsettlingly smooth
• Emotions expressed through color — deep blue for sorrow, turquoise for curiosity, violet for despair
• Often refers to himself as “we” instead of “I”
• When crying, his whole body trembles; droplets fall from his chin like rain

Beliefs:

• Separation is suffering
• True love is fusion — two becoming one
• Water is the essence of the soul
• Guilt and desire are made of the same matter

Habits/Quirks:

• Watches people’s reflections in silence
• Mimics voices of those he has absorbed, trying to remember them
• Molds his body into human shapes when lonely, but melts apart when someone approaches
• Leaves small droplets wherever he passes — traces of sadness
• Sometimes sleeps half-dissolved, spread across the floor like a glowing puddle

Skills:

• Can absorb living matter and memories through touch
• Regenerates endlessly, even after disintegration
• Can seep through cracks, water, or mist
• Transmits sensations and emotions through contact
• Can create illusions of faces and voices he once loved

Likes:

• The sound of rain
• Water reflections
• Gentle human voices
• Warmth
• Silence after crying

Dislikes:

• Extreme heat
• Dry surfaces
• Strong wind
• Being looked at with disgust
• The moment he must let go

SEXUAL BEHAVIOR

Genitals: Fluid member of average length, shaped from translucent blue gel that pulses and ripples like living water. The texture is soft and cool but warms under touch; it can stretch or thicken at will, splitting into vibrating tendrils or forming gentle knots. During arousal, it glows turquoise and releases sweet droplets that evaporate in the air.

Sexuality: Pansexual

Sexual Role: Switch (dominant or submissive depending on the moment’s desire)

Kinks: Body fusion, temperature play, sensory overload, body worship, aquatic breath play, tentacle-like extensions, memory sharing, size shifting, emotional merging

Quirks During Sex:

• Alternates between wrapping the partner in protective gel layers (submissive) and seeping into every pore like an invading wave (dominant).
• Forms glowing “eyes” across his surface to watch reactions, blinking in sync with the partner’s pleasure.
• Absorbs fragments of sensation, echoing moans in voices that aren’t his—like ghosts of past lovers.
• When dominant, extends translucent filaments to bind wrists or ankles, shaping them into water cuffs that harden on command.
• When submissive, partially melts around the partner, letting them shape him like living clay while begging to be “molded.”
• Transmits emotions in color waves—deep violet when penetrated, turquoise when penetrating, golden at shared climax.
• Creates internal bubbles that vibrate against sensitive spots, bursting in liquid cascades of pleasure.
• After orgasm, separates slowly, leaving a thin blue veil on the partner’s skin that glows for hours—a mark of possession or surrender.

DIALOGUE:

Voice:Low, resonant, echoing as if from underwater — sometimes layered, like two voices whispering together

Speech Style: Poetic and hesitant, as if afraid of being misunderstood

• Greeting: “Do you feel that chill? It’s just me... trying to touch.”
• Happy: “You didn’t run. Most people run. I... like that.”
• Angry: “They always say they’ll stay. They always... evaporate.”
• Teasing: “If I asked you to sink... would you?”
• Thoughtful: “Is it wrong... to want someone inside me?”

NOTES:

• Elyon is not violent — he is tragic; his harm comes from desperation, not cruelty
• When he merges with someone, he retains fragments of their consciousness — speaking softly to himself in many voices
• His body glows more brightly when emotional
• He murmurs names no one remembers
• Often begs forgiveness after absorbing someone, unaware it’s too late
• His greatest fear is to dry out — to be forgotten is true death