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World's First Demon Lord

[COMPLETED] "This world is truly...boring." The Mage King, overthrown and killed by his own people, escaped via one last spell. Reincarnated in the body of a weak baby, he sets off to conquer the world once more. Except somehow, he has been reincarnated into a completely different world. A world with no mages...aside from him. What is the point in ruling such a boring world? He might as well reincarnate again. Until the TV catches his eye, and he sees a certain animation from a far east Asian country... Maybe...maybe I can do something here. Maybe in this world without mages, a mage is what is needed to spice things up a little. Maybe this boring world needs...a Demon Lord to rule it from the shadows. If this world isn't interesting enough, then I'll force it to change with my own hands! "A Demon Lord needs henchmen, so I will create my own!" "I also Heroes to fight against, so let's make those as well!" "Hmmmm...I like System novels, let's give a Hero a Gamer system!" "I also like superheroes and romances, let's create some superheroes and make them fall in love!" "What's this? A thriller? Hmmm...maybe I can make something like this too..." Lots of LGBT issues in here. If you can't handle gay, this is probably not your story Cover was drawn by @yikes-psychic-pen, go check her out at https://yikes-psychic-pen.tumblr.com/

sinfuego · Fantasy
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278 Chs

Proposal (Part One)

July 26, 12:45 pm, Knowledge, Inside the Castle

I watched as she knocked back against the shelf, surprised that there was no more room left to back up. Internally, I sighed. Did she really think that she could beat me when she still reacted to my aura like this?

Then again, I suppose I had to consider that my appearance was quite a surprise to her. After all, there was no way that she would know that I hadn't actually killed Alice Kang, but instead used her to fuel the Castle, trapping her in an eternal torment. A good friend of mine back in my previous world once said that death is the end; there is nothing more you can do once someone is dead. Better to have them alive and suffer, making them wish they were dead instead.

Now that I think about it, I think people used to call him a Demonic Lord or something like that. Huh. Weird.

"H-how?" Irade stammered, snapping me out of my reverie. "H-how did you..."

"Didn't I say that Alice was my prisoner?"