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[COMPLETED]
"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

Every atom of her entire being felt like it was being ripped apart and put back together, slowly and all at once. Her body was on fire and ice at the same time, both torn asunder and brokenly whole. All she could think of was of the pain, the endless, ceaseless onslaught of misery,

She wanted to scream, but she had no mouth. She wanted to cry, but she didn't have tears. She wanted it all to stop, but she didn't exist, she wasn't there. She was the pain, that was all there was to her.

Amidst the pain, amidst the torturous nothing of existence, she found a small nugget. Something that told her that no, this wasn't all she was. She wasn't just pain.

There was something more to it. Something more than pain.

Control (Part One)