Little King of Hell, It's Been a Thousand Years. I Have Come for Someone

At the foot of Bodhi Mountain stands an ancient wonton shop.

It is a gathering place for mercenary warriors.

Among them is a mischievous young woman who often devours three huge bowls, wipes her mouth, and calls out, "Boss, put it on my tab!"

The owner is a handsome old man with a full head of gray hair. He only smiles.

Later, when foreign races invade, the mercenary warriors volunteer to head to the front lines.

The girl is no exception.

Looks like he'll never get his wonton money back.

Later still, on an ordinary day,

an old warrior in battered armor stands in front of the shop and says quietly:

"She gave her life for humanity. She said you're her only family. Here's the compensation money!"

The owner opens the letter handed to him. The handwriting is crooked and uneven: "For all those years of meals!"

He slowly lowers the letter, then suddenly stamps his right foot against the earth. Golden light shines all over him.

"Little King of Hell, it's been thousands of years. Today, I'm here to demand someone from you!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.