Demon Lord Management Sim Game

I came out of my eggshell, finding the same scenery: a cave with relatively warm air.

My muscles felt like they had no energy. I tried to stand up, but couldn't, so I just crawled on my little hands and feet. When I was about to speak, all that came out of my mouth was an incoherent sound.

Holy f*ck. Am I really a baby? How do I play the game like this?

"Ah, Lord Vorn." An old man with long messy hair approached me. It was he who spoke in that hoarse voice.

The flame from the torch he carried illuminated me. Ah, it seems my vision is stronger than an ordinary human's. I could see well in the dark while he must use a torch.

The old man then carried me with his free hand. "It will take years for you to mature and carry out your destiny. But take it easy, Your Majesty. I'll fix this right away."

My eyes fell on the old man's clothes, which looked tattered. The dirty brown tunic he wore showed that he came from the medieval-like era.

"My name is Fergus, Your Majesty." The old man carried me to a corner of the cave while I continued to stare at him. "I spent decades searching for you. I believed your words thousands of years ago: the destruction of humankind will give us the absolute truth."

Hey, hey, I never said that. I don't even know what that means. What the f*ck is the absolute truth?

Fergus sat me down on the ground, then stuck his torch into the pile of rocks. "What is written in those manuscripts is true. You can never be lost forever. Thousands of years after you are defeated, you will reappear in a new form, from an egg in the middle of nowhere."

His voice began to rise. "You will continue your mission to rule the world! Hahahaha!!!"

Ugh. I don't like his shrill laugh. Not to mention his yellow teeth, which are decorated with cavities. Can't you brush your teeth every day, old man?

He drew a pattern around me using a sharp stone. Is this a magic circle? He wants to perform rituals on me?

Fergus slashed his right palm with the stone after he finished drawing.

"I shall begin the ritual, Lord Vorn." He let his blood fall into that circle.

The old man spread his arms and started chanting spells that sounded like gibberish. Before long, the magic circle around me gave off a red glow.

At that moment, I felt a surge of energy in my body. Now I can stand. My legs and arms began to grow, and the muscles in my body formed.

Fergus cast his spell like an angry madman. The cave shook, and my body continued to grow at a rapid pace. Finally, black wings appeared on my back, then my body was decorated with demonic red patterns.

And after my body reached full maturity, something like black smoke covered my body, then it changed shape into dark-colored clothes. My appearance now is exactly the same as the avatar I made a moment ago.

"You're great, Fergus." I can also speak well.

The tremor in the cave stopped, and the light from the magic circle around me disappeared. Fergus fell, gasping for air.

"Finally, I can see your mighty form, Lord Vorn." Fergus had tears in his eyes. "Not from manuscripts or paintings. I saw your true form."

The old man coughed as I approached him. Honestly, I don't know what to do with him.

"The ritual broke my life force, Your Majesty." Fergus raised his trembling and bloodied right hand. "I shall die in a moment…. Therefore, I beg for half of your power, O great Lord Vorn."

I frowned. "What?"

"We'll be equal..." Fergus coughed again. "We will rule the world side by side…. And I will not leave you, O emperor of darkness!!! We will be together forever as the two strongest dark entities!!! So, hold my hand, and half of your power will pass to me!!!"

Before I could process Fergus's words, another text appeared before me.

[Fergus is the world's greatest dark magus. His name is infamous for the atrocities he committed]

So, can I say he has become the strongest evil before me?

[He is also your most loyal devotee. By giving half your power to him, he will become your partner. However, if you let him die, you will gain 3000 darkness points. Darkness points are the currency you get from the damage done by you and your followers or how much worship you get….]

I see. This is getting more interesting.

"Please, my lord." Fergus was having a harder time breathing. "Hold the hand of your humble servant..."

Ignoring the old man, I pressed the [Next] button to see the continuation of the explanation.

[3000 darkness points can be used to create three generals who will become your subordinates]

An equal partner or three subordinates, huh?

"My lord...." Fergus gripped my pants. "H-hold my hand immediately, I beg you."

Without saying anything, I backed away. I don't have to think long about this. I've never really liked working in a team. Better to order people to do what I want.

I can't really trust him. Hell, I just met him a few minutes ago.

And from what I heard, making generals would be more fun.

Fergus' eyes went wide. "M-my lord, what are you doing?"

I sat on a rock a few feet from him, still saying nothing.

"No… No…" Fergus started to creep toward me. "You can't do this, my lord…. I have sacrificed a lot for you..."

As people say, the NPCs made by the Fringe Softwork company have extraordinary behavior and expressions. Fergus really looked like a very desperate human.

The old man's tears grew heavier. "I-I've spent years looking for you…. To resurrect you…. We'll rule the world together…. I won't be trapped in this mortal body…."

"Goodbye, my faithful servant." I flashed a smile. "Nice to meet you, even for only a moment."

Fergus' face fell to the ground. His body turned into black smoke, which entered my chest, leaving behind his bones and clothes.

[You gained 3000 darkness points]