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 walked past the bonfires to ensure that my subordinates were in top condition. They were cooking food using cast iron pots. Every group I passed paid my respects.


A succubus then landed in front of me and knelt down. "I've looked around and found nothing, Your Honor."


"I see. It's okay." I looked around. "Where is your friend?"


The succubus widened her eyes. "I-I don't know, my lord. I thought she was here first."


I'll ask again just as the communication icon in my UI lights up.


"This is Pentia, my lord." The gasping voice of the succubus I sent away appeared in my ears. "I don't have much time."


"The shadow organizations are located in the east, about 5 miles from where we rest." Pentia's breath became increasingly ragged, and her mouth let out a violent cough.


"What happened?" I felt something was wrong. "Where are you? Let us find you."


83 – Operation Pentia