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

There's a fucking mouth on the surface of that fucking thing.


"Hey, Ethan." That mouth the size of a human head spoke. "How are you feeling today?"


I approached the table again with a frown. Is this a hallucination? But why do I feel this is so real?


Am I having an effect from the giganpoppy? If that's true, then I should be prepared. I must think of a way out of this madness and get that plant extract.


"Hey, Ethan. How are you feeling today?" The table spoke again, and I just realized that thing's voice was identical to mine. "Hey, Ethan. How are you feeling today?"


Then, I heard a trumpet blowing behind me. As soon as I turned my body, I found a man walking with wide steps.


He keeps blowing his trumpet, and I'm somewhat familiar with his appearance. Apart from wearing the red and black jersey of my favorite club, his facial and body parts are a combination of those of various soccer players I adore.


111 – How are You Feeling today?