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 giggled, finding that a woman idolizes me to this extent amusing.


She would be in complete shock if I suddenly appeared in front of her. So, I decided to close the door again.


"Doc?" I knocked, triggering Lexi to be silent. "Sorry, I knocked on the front door, and you didn't answer. I feared something would happen to you again, so I decided to come in."


"W-wait a minute, my lord!" She stuttered, and then from inside the room came the sound of something falling. "I-I'll clean up this place first! I just did some research…. This research produced a lot of mucus!"


I stifled a laugh at that random remark. She was clearly at a loss as to how to answer me.


And she does produce mucus, but I highly doubt it's from research.


The sound of something falling echoed from inside again. She was clearly getting dressed and cleaning up whatever had come of her earlier.


"And sorry, I heard you do that earlier." I continued. "You sounded so happy then."


120 - An Absolute Pervert