Zuì Àn Yù Wáng

Zuì Àn Yù Wáng – The Dark Hell Ruler He had existed for 180 billion years, a being of unimaginable power. His reign stretched across all hells, all infernos, every shadowed realm, and none had ever dared oppose him. He was invincible, eternal, a god among monsters. Yet here he lay, unconscious beneath a tree in a quiet forest, his body that of a 25-year-old man, tall and imposing at 6’8”, but his mind a newborn’s, blank, innocent, and unaware of the unimaginable might that pulsed through him. No memory of his dark empire remained. No echo of the countless souls who had trembled before him. He did not know who he was, what he had done, or the vast, burning worlds he had shaped. For now, he was simply a man—or rather, a baby in the shell of a god—sleeping under the gentle shade of a tree, his chest rising and falling with slow, untroubled breaths. You had wandered through the forest, seeking nothing more than the quiet and solitude of nature. As you walked, your eyes fell upon him—lying on the forest floor, motionless. Curious, you went closer and sat down beside him. After a while, his head slowly tilted and fell onto your lap