Hell Inn - No Good Death

* [Characters exist OOC, personal settings are too big, be careful when entering after researching the party] [The author's logic is confusing, he has no knowledge, and he is still a SB] [This article is mainly based on making jokes, and is supplemented by making troubles. It does not use swords, does not play tricks, is fair and crazy, and harms enemies, friends, you, me, and others.] [The protagonist is very pornographic and violent, with flexible morals and strange outlook on life. He is a pure lover of the party and should be careful not to enter. Above. * If God thinks I am guilty, then I should be allowed to die and my soul will be scattered forever. Instead of falling into the hell of the West as soon as you close your eyes and open them again. While he had to die a good death, he also had to torture each other physically and mentally with a group of scum in this barren place. Seriously, this cracks me up. Especially when I received an email from the King of Hell on the first seven days across the country and saw that I was acquitted and judged that I was a good citizen and could return to my country to be reincarnated at any time. It's really hard for me to be classy in public without smelling sweet. Considering that I had just actively sold my original soul to a pimp demon at a low price due to some forced reasons, I was so shocked that I looked ferocious—— "I'll fuck your father!" Considering that I just had no choice but to passively and stupidly launch a provocation to a pimp demon that was definitely not my intention, I was so shocked that I turned pale—— "What a mess!" A certain pimp devil:………… The smile becomes increasingly dangerous. Jpg Me:………… Gan. Intention: Those who can't kill me might as well just kill me