An accident sent him to the Hall of the King of Hell to check in.
Not only did he survive, he even won the King of Hell's grand prize: a snap of his fingers!
What? You dare insult me? Fine, I'll snap my fingers... Hey, where did your pants go?
What the...? You dare get someone to beat me up? I'll snap my fingers again... Oh, why are you spewing crap from your mouth? It stinks!
Hmph! I forgot to tell you: whatever you do, don't pick a fight with me! The Ox-Head and Horse-Face's sons are my right-hand men!
And there's more: the King of Hell is my big brother!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
