Without warning, he found himself plunged into the depths of hell. Armed only with his will to survive and a ravenous hunger for power, he carved his way through the infernal realms. From the first circle to the nine thousandth, he consumed countless demons, growing stronger with each one. Even the mighty archdukes of hell eventually knelt before him, their defiance shattered.
“Why leave?” they asked. “You rule everything here.”
“Everything?” he scoffed. Hell was a barren wasteland—no pleasures, no comforts, just endless battles and monstrous creatures. There was nothing worth staying for.
His resolve never wavered. “I will return,” he vowed.
After an eternity—ten thousand years—he finally broke free, stepping back onto the Earth he had once known. The world had changed, but his determination remained unshaken. Now, he would reclaim what was lost.
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