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

The dragon woman raised her hands to chest height. "I will not harm you and your family. I need to talk to you."


Finally, Ritor opened the door wider, then Velvet entered. The minotaur general checked the surroundings before closing the door.


"What do you want?" Ritor immediately sat in the guest chair.


The dragon woman sat across from Ritor, intertwined her fingers, and rested her chin on them. "I know someone with the same power as me, and I know who it is."


The veins on Ritor's face began to tense up. "I don't understand what you mean."


"I'm not here to fight." The former prophet did not wear armor. "We can discuss this."


Ritor brought his face closer to the woman. "Please, don't take too long. My patience is running out."


Velvet fell silent, looking deep into Ritor's eyes. "We still have to tell this to Lord Vorn."


Silence. Ritor lowered his head with heavy breathing.


268 – She Know