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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
278 Chs

Perception and Deduction

Sakura

May 24, 2:15 pm, Tokyo, Japan

Two days.

It had taken her two days to go through all off the data that Katsuo had gathered. Two days of chugging coffee, one sleepless night of staring intently at the shining, blue screen. She felt tired, drained. Her body had been screaming at her to sleep, her head pounding.

For the first time in her life, Sakura felt as though she was getting old.

She used to be able to pull an all-nighter with no problems whatsoever back in college. Just a few weeks ago, she had basically lived like that for a week, trawling through the information on Neurix's hard drive. But she was getting tired from one, measly all-nighter now?

Must be age. That, or she was building up a resistance to caffeine.

Sakura stared at the brown liquid in her mug, feeling slightly betrayed by her body as she walked back to her desk. Well, her mother's desk.