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Demon Lord Management Sim Game

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. --------- 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

Gaasuja · Games
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275 Chs

60 – Planning

Szur can only extract Seth's memories of Michelle when they were kids. So, I ordered this shapeshifter to make an adult version of the girl, including her voice. We're just guessing about those. The important thing is that it looks convincing.

I sneered when I saw Seth, who could only freeze with wide eyes.

"Are you really torturing her, Xenora?" I asked while patting the shapeshifter on the shoulder.

Xenora flashed a smile full of satisfaction. "Not really, she managed to replicate the torture wounds. Well, sometimes I go too far and accidentally hurt her, though. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." The shapeshifter still had a blank expression. "Our race is basically boneless."

"But, when I crush your 'bones,' the sound feels real." Xenora Grimaced. "I'm jealous of you."

What the fuck, Xenora.

I took the knife from Xenora's hand. That thing is indeed covered in blood. However, it hardly came from the shapeshifter's body.