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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 · Fantasia
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278 Chs

Preparations (Part One)

Sakura

July 24, 1:02 pm, New York City, USA

Sakura looked at the contraption with a look of disgust.

"Is there a specific reason we have to use that?" she asked, looking up at Irade. "Couldn't we just use a phone?"

She, Katsuo, Michi, Ayai, and Irade were all in the living room, sat around the coffee table. On top of the table was a spider-like machine, with long, spindly black legs. The "body" of the spider was a black camcorder, a red light perpetually blinking as it sat still at the center of the table. Around it were a whole assortment of other cameras and phones, just scattered on the table.

Sakura stared at the big camera-contraption, ignoring all the other devices, sitting cross-legged on the floor next to Katsuo, while Michi and Ayai sat on the ratty sofa. Irade was standing up, her hand on her hip. Gadiel and Tarik were not present. They were outside, getting supplies. Mostly food.

Irade simply shrugged.