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

My troops have succeeded in suppressing the members of the shadow organization. That was because the three undead wyverns, one ridden by Emily, helped the fight by continuously firing cold air at the enemies.


Meanwhile, the succubus had already flown with Xenora and me. Each of them had carried a bomb.


"First batch ready!" Xenora gave a signal while raising a hand. "Go!!!"


Some of the women dropped the spherical objects. Explosions popped up as they hit buildings and the ground.


"Second batch ready!!!" Xenora gave another signal as we turned around.


"Wait!!!" I stopped her when I found a bunch of humans running around. "Wait a minute."


I wouldn't care if they were ordinary members of the shadow organization. But they are still little kids. Perhaps the biggest ones are no more than ten years old. I even saw one toddler who still had to be carried.


84 – The Little Settlement