Gaasuja

Become a prophet? Recruiting the most outstanding individuals to eradicate demons? Leading the holy army in the extermination of evils?

Or you can choose to become the demon lord instead. Create your own subordinates, even shape them according to your wishes. You can also build a dreaded kingdom of darkness and make an army of chaos.

You have to pick one of those options in the VR game "Mistrea: A Fantasy Management Sim Game of Light and Dark."

The second choice appeals to Ethan Alexander more. To be a good citizen in the real world, he had to follow the rules; why would he do so in a fantasy realm?

Thus, in the world of magic and fantastic creatures, he was reborn as Vorn, the demon lord. But that doesn't mean he'll launch campaigns of heinous human slaughter right away.

It would be no fun for him to rule over a ruined world. That means that those who worship him will be scarce. He wanted to be adored, hailed and regarded as equal to God by many people.

He will keep using methods that are not constrained by any rules. The evil way, but not always violent, and more fun.
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This story will have some steamy scenes, but those are not the main focus.

Main protagonist's women won't get cucked by others.

No yuri.

I consider this novel a multiple protagonist story. So, there will be POV switches.

There will be some dark jokes, so don't be surprised.

For some character artworks visit my server: https://discord.gg/ABZFh6cBPM

Demon Lord Management Sim Game

I never imagined in my wildest dreams that Xenora would take the initiative to contact me first like this. The woman rarely talks, after all.


Every word out of her mouth felt like it was sending electricity through every inch of my nerves, making my body tremble.


"Madam Phisovia is currently having convulsions, Your Majesty," Xenora told me in a calm but cold voice. However, I can guess this situation messed up her heart. "I have to end this call."


I didn't have time to respond when the call was disconnected.


My legs felt like they were losing energy, forcing me to sit on the chair again. A while ago, I was talking to Phisovia. Why is this happening now?


It's like a wake-up call for me. The risk of losing my comrades is so real.


This world is not a mere source of entertainment. 


"What happened, my lord?" Charlia, standing next to me, asked while gulping.


57 – The Blood