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

In the morning, Darren knocked on the guest room door many times. Never get an answer, he decided to peek into the keyhole of the room's door.


Just then, Ayre opened the door from inside.


"You guys slept really well or something, huh?" He sighed. "I have called you many times…."


The blacksmith raised an eyebrow when he found that the bedroom window was open and Vorn was nowhere to be seen.


"Where are you guys from?" Darren's expression firmed. "Why don't you guys use the front door to leave?"


"Sorry, we left without your permission last night." Ayre took out something from the pouch hanging on her belt. "My friend and I got these from Albert Garlington's."


Darren's chin dropped. His hand took the rose-shaped object from Ayre's hand. "Holy shit. You guys really pulled it off."


"However, my friend sustained injuries and is currently being cared for by Faye, the witch," Ayre explained further. "He asked me to see you."


101 – Next Phase