The Almighty Tyrant

Bang!

A bolt of lightning struck a man who nonchalantly walked on a street. The man's name was Shi Li.

He didn't know why he was struck by lightning, nor did he even expect to be struck by one. But he knew for sure, he was dead.

His soul started to separate from his charred body as he looked back through his past memories. There he realized that he lived a boring life. A monotonous and dull life.

But there was one thing he did that made his dull life turn bright, and that was bodybuilding.

After he finishes work, he goes to the city gym to release pent-up stress by lifting weights, running on the treadmill, and et cetera...just to remove it.

At first, he did that out of a whim since all the other places were expensive. But once he started to work out, he grew to like it. The day after, he came to do the routine. The week after, still the same routine. The month after, same routine. Just one moment of working out made him become this way.

But you might ask, is he buff? Oh yeah, he's buff, but not like bulging muscles buff. His muscles are well-toned and streamlined, making his body look like a perfect work of art.

As he continued to think about this sole happy moment, his surroundings started to darken.

'Ah. My soul is gonna die.' He thought inwardly.

And so, he closed his eyes, waiting for his imminent death to come.

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A minute passed by, nothing happened.

An hour passed by, nothing happened.

A day passed by, nothing happened.

Getting tired of closing his eyes, he opened it, just to be greeted by a blinding light.

He squinted his eyes in an instant, trying to get accustomed to the light that surrounded him.

By the time he got accustomed, he was left speechless. His surroundings weren't filled with light. There were beds, tables, chairs, food, doors, and even windows to the beautiful outside world.

With this, he hurriedly sat up from the bed he was laying on and started to touch himself in different places. He could feel his body heat, his heartbeat, and even the headaches he got before he died.

Placing his hand onto his head, he muttered. "Am I...alive?"

Looking around for a bit, he found a mirror that was the height of a normal human. He went in front of it and examined his body closely. His facial features were still the same. Pitch-black irises, wavy black hair, an extremely masculine chin, and a face that would make women faint in pleasure once they look at it.

But in terms of his body, it was not the same like before. His muscles were scrawny, he even thought that it wouldn't be able to lift a kilogram even with two hands.

After his quick examination, he sat down on his bed and deduced some stuff.

First, something happened to him after the lightning incident.

Third, he's in some sort of makeshift hospital.

But the last deduction was the one that mattered.