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

"Sometimes I wonder, am I really a demon lord?" I shrugged, then handed the baby in my arms to its mother. "Well, take good care of him."


Since long ago, I couldn't be as ruthless as I wanted.


Lana gulped, looking at me deeply. "May I make a request, my lord? I hope you will not be angered by this."


Lana was silent for a few seconds, then responded. "Can you promise not to kill Ethan Jr, no matter what?"


As Velvet said, I may get the second prophet by my side in the future.


Ritor got up and approached us, then stopped near me.


"Thank you, my lord." He sighed. "We really appreciate this."


I tapped his upper arm. "Come on, big guy. Tears don't suit you."


I chuckled again. "That's why I fired you."


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