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"This world is truly...boring."

The Mage King, overthrown and killed by his own people, escaped via one last spell. Reincarnated in the body of a weak baby, he sets off to conquer the world once more.

Except somehow, he has been reincarnated into a completely different world. A world with no mages...aside from him.

What is the point in ruling such a boring world? He might as well reincarnate again. Until the TV catches his eye, and he sees a certain animation from a far east Asian country...

Maybe...maybe I can do something here. Maybe in this world without mages, a mage is what is needed to spice things up a little. Maybe this boring world needs...a Demon Lord to rule it from the shadows.

If this world isn't interesting enough, then I'll force it to change with my own hands!

"A Demon Lord needs henchmen, so I will create my own!"

"I also Heroes to fight against, so let's make those as well!"

"Hmmmm...I like System novels, let's give a Hero a Gamer system!"

"I also like superheroes and romances, let's create some superheroes and make them fall in love!"

"What's this? A thriller? Hmmm...maybe I can make something like this too..."

Lots of LGBT issues in here. If you can't handle gay, this is probably not your story

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World's First Demon Lord

May 30, 11:55 pm BT – 9:55 pm UT, A Valley in the Tian Shan Mountain Range, China

The bridge was surprisingly solid. Despite being made out of literal grass, it felt firm under Irade's steps as she walked across it. She squeezed Käwsär's hand, partly for comfort, partly because she couldn't really believe she was holding his hand. Was this real? Was she real? Was everything that was happening real?

For the first time in months, Irade didn't want all of this to just be a dream.

The approached the front door cautiously, the sound of the river growing more distant. By the time they reached the front door of the mansion, they couldn't hear the river anymore. Irade looked back to make sure it was still there; sure enough, it was only about fifty meters away. Yet, she couldn't hear the sound of running water. Just eerie silence.

Poke Phase