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 saw that woman dart so fast toward me. I had to jump by pulling Velvet. I didn't have time to maneuver with my bike.


A loud rumble echoed as that woman slammed into the bike, smashing it to pieces. She then stopped midair almost instantly.


"You can't fly, can you?" She raised an eyebrow, gliding by using her fast-moving insect wings. Her clothes were tattered and dirty. "Then I'm also not going to fly to make this more interesting."


Her wings disappeared, then she landed on both feet and started walking towards me.


Velvet and I put up our stances, ready to fight. I raised my fists in front of my face, and my wife engaged the blade mode of her weapon.


"Why are you wearing armor?" She spread her hands. "And why did you bring in a reinforcement?"


She had moved and strangled Velvet with super fast movements, then threw the former prophet into a building. Like before, the building collapsed and raised a large cloud of dust.


228 – No Pain