Synopsis
I thought I was dead, but I ended up reincarnated into a novel.
And not just anywhere—I became the dungeon master, the Demon King Anastasius.
“Wow, amazing. So that means I can live in a tiny 7-pyeong studio and won’t have to pay 600,000 won in rent every month?”
Even though I woke up after sleeping for 100 years due to overwork, that’s nothing!
Sure, the dungeon’s rank plummeted from S to D because the previous owner slept for so long, but it’s not bad!
Why?
Because I’m the Demon King.
…Well, I am definitely the Demon King.
“You guys are now my dungeon monsters. I’ll give you a home and even pay you, so move here.”
“Waaahhh!”
“To prevent more victims, could the Demon King deal with them for us?”
“I was planning to do that anyway, even if you didn’t ask.”
I’m not being nice. I’m just acting like a modern human with common sense.
The other dungeon bosses are constantly abusing and waging wars, right?
No food, no medicine, beating… what? They don’t even feed them?
“Ah, so this is what a wood-fired pizza and popcorn are….”
“W-Wowww!!”
Ah, whatever. Let me show you what a K-Demon King is who doesn’t starve his people!
[The identity of Demon King ‘Anastasius’ conflicts with public opinion.]
[Status Ailment: Hemoptysis, Anemia.]
It’s a bit annoying to cough up blood occasionally…
But it should be fine, right?
