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

"You're not going to sacrifice yourself, are you?" Lexi widened her eyes.


The supreme undead laughed. "Of course not! We don't have to sacrifice a high being, but we can also use the most valuable things from them, right?"


My brain immediately came to a conclusion. "You will sacrifice your left eye?"


The other's gaze immediately fell on me.


"Yeah." Emily moved to the center of the magic circle while widening her smile. "This thing is very precious to me and maybe one of the reasons I become a high being."


"But you won't be able to grow it back or replace it, Emily," Ayre commented. "No matter what you do, your sight won't come back."


"It's okay." Emily chuckled. "It's no big deal. The important thing is we can return to our world."


I got up and faced her. My gaze fell on her red left eye. Of course, I don't want one of my women to be half-blind.


"Ayre," I called the shapeshifter general. "Do you have another solution?"


254 – The Bizarre Thing