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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 · ゲーム
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275 Chs

117 – The Palace

<Palace of Durcia Kingdom, center of government>

The king was not sitting on his throne. That old man with a thin body and tired face was at a big round table with fifteen high council members. Those men and women were nobles selected from all over the country.

One of the councilors, short and bald, rose from his chair. "With all due respect, your majesty. We must act again before Vorn runs rampant. The rumors regarding the spread of his beliefs are getting stronger…."

"Those are just rumors, Rufus." The king interrupted, wearing a sinister smile. "We have very little evidence of their movements."

"But their existence is so real, your majesty." Rufus looked even more frustrated. "The proof is that we fought them back then. Many demons managed to defeat our kingdom's troops."

The king leaned forward. "How many humans died during that war? There are thousands! For the umpteenth time, I say, we have no chance if the prophet does not lead our troops!"