Hellbound: Rebirth Of The Strongest Slayer
Shorter synopsis (for the lazy readers)
Vastro was once the absolute apex of the Eight Realms, a being so powerful that logic itself bent around him. A usurper whose idea of fun usually ended in devastating chaos.
They tried to kill him.
They almost succeeded.
Betrayed by his closest ally, Vastro died and woke up at the Gates of Hell. Instead of despair, he chose speed. Clearing the hundred Gates of Hell, he became a forbidden existence.
Hellbound.
Granted early reincarnation and armed with hell-forged power, Vastro rushed back to life for one reason only. Revenge.
Unfortunately, something went wrong.
Instead of returning as a god, he was reborn as a fragile human baby in the lowest realm. The Mortal Realm.
Cursed or not, it did not matter. Power was only delayed, not denied.
He will rise again. Faster. Stronger. More ruthless than before.
As long as he survives long enough to learn how to walk.
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Longer synopsis for those who love trailer like synopsis.
Hellbound
Vastro was once the greatest existence across the vast Eight Realms.
A being so far beyond logic that the very idea of power bent around him. Absolute was not a goal. It was his default state.
A usurper of absurd authority, Vastro had only one true hobby. Causing fun.
Unfortunately for everyone else, his idea of fun usually looked like catastrophic chaos and ruined civilizations.
Naturally, the other usurpers decided he was a problem.
They gathered. Dozens of them. Beings of unimaginable might. Legends that ruled eras.
And Vastro only smiled, fully confident that he would win.
He would have.
If his best friend had not driven a sword straight through his chest.
Betrayed. Slain. Erased.
Or so they thought.
When consciousness returned, Vastro found himself standing before the Gates of Hell. How his soul survived made no sense. But honestly, who cared.
What mattered was this.
He wanted revenge. Immediately.
No mourning. No reflection. No tragic speeches.
Revenge delayed was revenge wasted.
So he entered the Hell Trial and tore through all one hundred Gates of Hell, earning a title no being should ever possess.
Hellbound.
A forbidden existence.
As reward, he was granted early reincarnation and Vastro took it without hesitation. His vengeance would not be slow. It would be fast, violent, and served scorching hot.
Armed with hell-forged abilities, forbidden perks, and power meant to break worlds, Vastro was certain his rise would be unstoppable. Swift. Absolute.
Then reality slapped him.
Instead of reincarnating into glory, he was reborn as a human.
Not a king. Not a God
A baby.
A fragile, screaming, lowest-tier existence in the Mortal Realm.
For the first time in eternity, Vastro felt cursed.
Still, he did not panic.
Why should he.
Primordial or mortal, god or infant, the result would be the same.
He would rise. Stronger. Faster. More violently than before.
With countless quests, disasters, and blood-soaked adventures ahead, Vastro would reclaim everything he lost.
He would become the unstoppable tyrant he once was.
Assuming, of course, he did not die before learning how to walk.