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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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Memories and Travel

Sakura

July 21, 8:34 pm, Washington, DC

"New York City?" the ticket agent asked, frowning. "Ain't no one going there now."

"I have family there I need to help get out," Katsuo lied smoothly. "They can't leave without me."

Sakura watched as Katsuo spoke with the ticket seller, standing beside him. She looked back at the rest of the dirty station, once again surprised by how run down it all seemed.

She had thought London was exotic and foreign. America on the other hand, was on a completely different scale. The metro was...functional, to say the least.

The inter-city trains were also rather...limited. Sure, they existed, and they were around the same price, but...well...

Sakura watched as a solitary Latino man swept the dirty floors with a broom. It didn't seem to be doing much, as he didn't have a pail to collect all the dirt. Never mind the clear puddles he just swept around, not bothering to do anything with those.