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.

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Demon Lord Management Sim Game

Velvet and her troops rode the horses, cutting through the snow on the streets, and following the two messengers.


"I still feel like this is a trap, Vel," Candice whispered to her best friend.


The prophet checked at her troops, who still looked sleepy. "We have no choice. We should still listen to reports from those who saw demons."


However, Velvet also could not deny it. They were now passing through a street with houses showing no light.


Or have they been exterminated by demons? However, she didn't see any traces of blood or anything like that. It's like this place has been abandoned on purpose.


Suddenly the messenger stopped his horse, causing the others to stop as well.


"Perhaps you are wondering. Why is this place empty?" One of the messengers hissed, then turned his head to the prophet. "That's because a noble in this city claims our land and wants to make it into a huge garden. He could have used other land but selfishly insisted on building it here."


142 – Their Tears