King Of Hell's Reincarnation

Entoli

Damion placed his hands on the cold hard ground and pushed his ragged body up, his body searing with pain, his veins pulsing rapidly.

"Where am I? Where is this place? My body aches." He muttered while checking his surroundings.

Everything in sight as far as he could see were trees, endless trees stretching across the horizon.

'This scenery, the air here, it's all too familiar but why am I in the Mortal realm? Am I still alive or this is just tripping me?' he thought, leaning against a tree.

"Erimitis is still alive, and he had the guts to plot against me after what happened back then." He said while raising his head, looking at the clear skies above.

"It really is the mortal realm, the thin Qi in the air, it all reminds me of back then."

Erimitis was one of the first generation primordials just like Damion without an official title but he had a flourishing empire of his own during the early ages with all races flocking around for shelter, the Divine realm and Infernal realm stayed out of his way till he plotted against Damion.

Damion Retaliated with such intensity his empire and every last bit of it was wiped off the face of the map. Erimitis naturally suffered the brunt of it, Damion burnt him down to ashes along with his empire, his survival came as a huge surprise to Damion.

'How did I survive and why do I feel so weak? Even when I was stripped of all my cultivation I didn't feel this weak.' he thought when a transparent blue screen suddenly appeared in his view.

{Initiating survival protocol}

{Hell's Mandate System Activated}

{Main Questline Initiated}

{Main Questline: Reclaim ownership of hell}

{Time Limit: 5 years}

{Penalty: Permanent loss of the title "King Of Hell, Ruler of the abyss}

"Reclaim ownership of hell? I was going to do it anyways, the fact I'm alive means I'm taking back what's mine." He said, a cold glint in his eyes.

He stared down at the screen before him with a confused look on his face. "Hell's Mandate System? Entoli is that you?"

{Master}

A shrill voice came from the screen, it sounded worn out and withered but Damion recognized it's voice as the mandate that had stayed with him for thousands of years ruling the Infernal Realm side by side with him.

"What happened to you Entoli? Where's your body and how am I still alive?"

{Your body crumbled out of existence but I managed to save a part of your soul by sacrificing my physical body in exchange}

"My body crumbled? That's impossible, even if I lose all my cultivation and powers making my physical body crumble in a single attack should be impossible." He said with a hint of speculation in his eyes.

"Unless.."

{Erimitis attacked you with one of the ten primordial weapons Helios you couldn't survive the strike and I barely withstood a hit}

"How did that bastard get his hands on a primordial weapon? And Helios of all things."

The ten primordial weapons were created from chaos and hell's mandate was one of them serving as the pillar of the infernal realm, a totem of authority and power that could wield the power of the infernal realm if fully unleashed, in a full scale war the totem would make the wielder invincible by gathering the powers of all the infernal realm armies onto a single point.

Damion's cultivation was sealed and there were no reinforcements with him but he still managed to force back the three generals with just his physical body and title authority, it could be seen how frightening the mandate, ranked as one of the top three primordial weapons was.

Helios, unlike the mandate based on formations and summons was more focused on a single target damage output, forged from the heart of divine yang it was a natural counter to Damion and the abyss races, a full powered strike with Helios from a primordial sovereign vaporized his body in an instant.

"You discarded your physical body to save me, I'll remember this, forget five years, I can't wait that long to see their faces, one year is enough, just one." He said and raised his head staring high into the sky.

"Entoli where are we?"

{Nexus prime, a planet in the mortal realm}

{Please let down your resistance master I'll upload everything regarding the planet, the system and your new body to your mind}

"Alright, do as you wish." He replied without a second of thought and slumped back on the tree with eyes closed.

A rush of current flew towards his brain rendering him unconscious for a few seconds before his eyes flapped open.

'This will be a little troublesome. Entoli, show me the system interface.'

{Hell's Mandate System}

{Name: Damion Nightfall}

{Age: 19}

{Race: Human}

{Bloodline: None}

{Level: 6 (3rd layer of the Bone tempering Realm)}

{Exp: 437/600}

{HP: 34/130 (Bleeding: -5hp per minute)}

{Qi: 60/60}

{Strength: 35}

{Agility: 21}

{Endurance: 21}

{Authorities}

{1. Primordial Sovereign Of Flames: Fire resistance +100%, Fire affinity +100%}

{2. King Of Hell, Ruler of The Abyss: All citizens of the infernal realm are under your control and must bow to you.}

{3. Wielder Of Hell's Mandate: You wield one of the ten primordial weapons forged from chaos and command the authority of hell, the powers of the infernal realm are bestowed upon you}

Damion's face darkened as he glanced over the interface several times. "Human? What happened to my primordial demon bloodline?"

{Your new body is human, your previous body was already erased from existence and it's bloodline is gone, I have a way for you to recover your bloodline but that will be for later you have to deal with the current issue first}

The shrill voice of Entoli came to his ears making him take in a deep breath trying to calm himself down.

"Alright, what do I do?"

{You're currently in the third layer of body tempering Realm and we're stuck in a forest, you're bleeding with every passing second and risk dying out if this goes on, I already exhausted all my powers to maintain this state and keep you alive away from sight there's nothing I can do, I'm sorry master}