RazorIsSharp

Howard awoke every morning with the taste of blood in his mouth. 

Every night before he went to sleep, the women sleeping next to him shot him to death so that he could reincarnate in the morning.

They did experiments on him, all because he had horns on the top of his head. 

Finally, after years of experiments, they tossed him into the abyss. A place worse than hell called the Furnace.

Down beneath the surface, the Furnace allows dreams to turn into reality, abilities to be amplified by a thousand fold, and for conquests to unfold. 

Howard, finally finding himself free in the Furnace, joins a team of reprobates from Hell's Academy, hoping to conquer the Furnace and build the ultimate kingdom in the darkest trenches of the world.

Hell's Academy

"Two Rules for training in the Room of Sacred Chaos." Howard read the stone slab with a rapt focus. "Rule number one, you can only train your body for five hours a day. And Rule number two, you can only train Ki for an hour a day."

"I guess that means a single day in the array will probably be equal to a few minutes where Founder Arista is. Does that mean you'll have eighteen hours to spend time with me?" Jenny blushed and leaned in close enough to touch Howard's lips with her finger. "Mmm, what a dream. You're stuck with me all by yourself, and will have to do everything I say if you want to kiss me, hehe."

"Let's just explore, first," Howard crossed his arms, and looked around the strange encampment. "Something doesn't feel right. I feel like we're being watched."

Darkness Wisp