When I jumped in the glowing slime, it did feel pretty good. For a few seconds. Then I noticed my brothers were melting. Then I started melting. It was the most excrutiating pain I'd ever felt in my short life. Then I died because the glowing slime was extremely radioactive and it mutated all of the cells in my body into death.

    I was later reincarnated as a human that has the ability to recognize dangers such as glowing slime in sewers. I now avoid such things, and it has kept me alive much longer than I ever would've lived as a turtle in the sewers of New York City.

The End?