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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/

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The Best Way To Defeat A Troll Is To Realize That Their Win Condition Means Nothing To You And Also Get Under Their Skin

Gadiel

May 23, 11:42 am, Canberra, Australia

Gadiel was dreaming.

Or at least, he hoped he was.

In his dream, his parents had left him alone in a hospital, telling him that they wanted the nice doctors to change who he was fundamentally.

"We love you," they said. "But only the version we think you are."

"But I'm not that person," Gadiel had cried. His tears were filling up the room, drowning everyone in the ward.

"Yes you are," they told him. Gadiel was finding it hard to tell the difference if his parents were one person, or two. He thought they were different, but their voices seemed to be coming from the same place.

"You are exactly who we say you are," they said in unison. "And if you aren't, you should be."

"I can't change that much without dying," Gadiel pleaded.