American Comics: I'm the King of Hell, and I Establish the Underworld from the Start

"Master, my maternal grandmother passed away three days ago. She followed Eastern funeral customs. Could you help me?"

Looking at the girl who would become Poison Ivy, Richard nodded.

"Of course. This is the shop for the dead."

"These paper offerings don't seem like the ones I'm familiar with."

"Customs change with the times. Take these luxury cars, mansions, and Apple combo meals, for example. The underworld needs entertainment, too."

"Can these things really be delivered to them?"

Richard smiled mysteriously. "Honest business, fair to young and old alike!"

With a point into the void, talismans rose into the air. Divine powers imbued them with spirit. May the offerings be received with reverence!

From then on, Richard laid the foundations of the underworld and competed with the church for business.

Penguin: Master, I've been having nightmares a lot lately. Please help me. Money is no object.

Harley Quinn: Master Richard, you're checking the wrong spot... The ribs are lower down.

Wonder Woman: The ancient Eastern massage techniques really do have their own unique merits!

This is Master Richard's memoir, translated and compiled by the man himself.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.