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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 · Jogos
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275 Chs

70 – Skeletons

A loud laugh escaped my mouth.

"I'm serious!" Emily put her hands on her hips. "I know you are a demon lord who will definitely get more than one woman…."

I cut off the supreme undead's speech by holding her chin. "So, you jealous?"

"It is not like that." She turned her face away. I could see the blush on her cheeks. "It's just..."

I cut her words again by kissing her lips. Before she could break free, I wrapped my arms around her waist and hugged her.

"Damn it." After we finished, she pressed her head against my chest.

"She's a doctor who will take care of us if we are injured or sick." I stroked her hair. "And she will also help us in some other ways. Like making weapons or training shapeshifters to treat us."

She looked at me with the corners of her lips slightly down. "But, if there is a chance, will you also make a move on her?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "But, all this time, it was the women who made the first move, including you."