Praise My Lord

An accident caused Masoke to be reborn in the Western Hell. I thought this place was full of dangers and constant killings, just like the horror described in Dante's Divine Comedy. However, the facts gave him a heavy blow. You tell me this chubby-faced shota with transparent wings is Beelzebub? Are you telling me that this incredibly handsome Kamen Rider is Abaddon? You tell me, this shining rich man, the guy who rains gold coins wherever he goes, is this Duma? What about the cruelty and ruthlessness you promised? What about the abominable appearance you promised? He has endured all this. It doesn't matter if the seventy-two demon pillars are in hell, and the seven deadly sins don't matter. But that guy with an exposed chest, a suit of feathers, and a purple sun on his head must be from Maya! If he had the chance to do it again, he would definitely not make that heartless sacrifice. Until one day, Beelzebub, who was drinking the fat house happy water known as the devil's creation, told him that he was actually an existence older than all the kings of hell. Hearing this, he jumped into the magma pool and took three baths before calming down. Damn fate, can you let me create a language to insult you? This book is also called The Reincarnation of a True Male God. During those years when I was an old god, how could I break the gods I served if they were sick?