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Starting a Cult in Another World

Wanting to be the leader of a cult, a secret organization, feared by all just from their name is something he had always dreamed about. To be feared by heroes and despised by villains. The one at the pinnacle of all beings, and harbinger of chaos. That was the life he wanted. His dreams came true when the legendary beast sent him to another world, a world filled with magic, demons and other creatures that far surpassed the humans from his world. The young man now began his journey of building a powerful cult that would rule over the world. Playing a gamble with powerful people with one identity, while living his day to day life under another. This is the story of a young man, blessed with the power to fulfill his wild fantasy, building a cult of demons who also want to accomplish the same goals he had set for them. Note: This also has kingdom building, so if you like battles between organisations and villages etc, respect strong loyal subordinates, be sure to try this story |Additional tags|| Magic|| Master servent relationship|| Revolution || Edge lord|| Secret organization|| Wars|| Mythology||

Kirito_K5 · Fantasy
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The Hunters

It's been three days since the Great disaster, at least that's what the government is calling it.

As I anticipated, Chaos was now public enemy number one, posters filled the broken city's walls, each one having a bounty for the man in black.

The one who caused the Great disaster that led to the deaths of hundreds with the help of a female monster.

That seems to be the story the public are going with. Not that I have a problem with it per say, it's just, I expected something more… villainous.

It has to be something that when heard, people instantly remember the tragedy that took place.

I guess it's good enough, better than nothing, then again, there's also the fact that today is the memorial service for the lives that were lost.

A huge portion of the city was turned into a graveyard, with countless families coming to pay their condolences.

Sobs, sobs sobs and more sobs.

That was all I could hear as I watched from the sidelines.