Reforming the Demon King in an R-Rated Game

Habara Masayuki was a chaotic, troublemaking player in a game. One day, he received a very special gift.

The adults-only game, ■■ Demon King Muzan, featured a protagonist who was a Heian-era noble, born with a terminal illness and possessed of a cruel, cold-blooded temperament. He was also destined to become a disaster-class Demon King boss.

Players had to interact with and care for him in the right ways, helping him open up, gradually become cheerful and lively, and rediscover his passion for life and hope for the future.

The cover illustration showed a thin young man half-reclining in a hospital bed. Long, slightly wavy raven hair fell across his shoulders. His features were exquisite, his skin pale as porcelain. He could barely manage to sit up, yet his sharp eyes looked straight at the viewer.

The future Demon King was indeed noble and handsome, but his behavior was cruel and merciless, and his personality had serious flaws.

Still, the character art was so beautifully done that, even though the final boss’s backstory wasn’t exactly appealing, Habara Masayuki accepted the game without hesitation.

He fully embraced the spirit of the Fourth Calamity, reasoning, [Since you’re the final boss, I don’t have to go easy on you], and devoted himself to exploring the game’s various skills, dungeons, and mechanics. He put the other man through hell, making him want to kill him countless times

But he couldn’t.

“How humiliating. Aren’t you supposed to be the Demon King?”

Habara Masayuki straightened up with a smile, looking down at the Demon King, who could only lie on the ground in a position of abject humiliation.

He roughly wedged his thumb between the other man’s sharp canines, then bent down to look at the plum-red, cracked demon eyes turned toward him. Those eyes were filled with hatred.

“You look absolutely famished.”

Habara Masayuki leaned close to his ear, his voice tender and affectionate, as if he were whispering sweet nothings to a lover.

“How does it feel to be the Demon King and yet have even less freedom than your subordinates? Are you really that eager to drink my blood?”

“You... bastard...!”

“Shh,” Habara Masayuki whispered.

“I’ve taught you this already. Only good boys get rewards, my dear Muzan.”

“Now, you know what to do, don’t you?”

* You don’t need to know the original story to enjoy this. Jump right in!

* Muzan pairing, male protagonist is the top.

* Muzan won’t truly become cheerful and lively. He’ll stay true to himself, and the ending is a happy one.

* The male lead and Muzan will experience multiple scenarios, including ones based on but not limited to the original story. They’ll be like immersive glimpses of the future, with actions taken in advance to change things, but the original plot itself won’t actually be depicted. Muzan retains the memories from every scenario. Even though he gets put through the wringer both inside and outside them, and later tries to correct his behavior of his own accord, the male lead will still bully him. It’s very spicy, no, very miserable, you know.

* Just writing for myself, a spontaneous outpouring of personal tastes. I want to eat something where the awful Demon King gets bullied as hard as possible.

[There are countless good stories out there. If this one isn’t for you, just pick another.]

[The cover is by the talented artist @VBR Valley Bottom Resident from Xiaohongshu. Without her, there could never have been such a gorgeous Muzan cover. Two thumbs up.]

November 27, 2025. Thanks for your support!

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Here’s an original story with a male lead as the top: Becoming a Tyrant in My Dreams Every Night [Showbiz]. Planned for the second half of the year. If you’re interested, visit my author page and bookmark it. Mwah~

Blurb:

Jiang Yongjing was a struggling actor, so far down the call sheet that even his agent had given up on him. He had to find work by himself every day, and the pressure of making ends meet was immense.

He thought maybe the reason he kept having such strange dreams was that his life was too miserable by day, and it was making him slowly lose his mind.

In his dreams, he became a... last emperor and tyrant, ruling a dynasty on the brink of turmoil, with the realm on the verge of collapse.

In his dreams, he imposed heavy taxes, indulged in wine and women, and committed every kind of evil, never caring whether the common people lived or died.

This dynasty even ran on a high-martial-arts setting. The tyrant himself was incredibly strong, able to unleash inner force with a wave of his hand, and he didn’t have to worry about being assassinated.

Jiang Yongjing, just getting his bearings: Ah... me? I’m the tyrant?

The next second, Jiang Yongjing again: Hahaha, getting to be a tyrant in my dreams without any consequences is awesome!

Dreams really are the best. You can have anything in them!

He got dressed to attend court, took one look at the chattering eunuch beside him, and waved a hand. “Drag him off and behead him!”

A furious official stepped forward to remonstrate, and Jiang Yongjing pointed at him. “Hahaha, you too. Chop his head off!”

One head beheaded, a bonus two for free. Wipe out nine generations of his family on a whim.

Heh heh heh! Why had nobody told him being a tyrant was this much fun?

He’d be happy to spend his whole life working as a tyrant in his dreams!

As the whole court of ministers wept and wailed, the man who was said to have once been the regent, and was also his royal uncle, stepped forward to advise him. He wore magnificent robes and brocade, with a dignified, elegant face and a graceful, peerless bearing.

Jiang Yongjing: “Behead... Look at the dragon throne under me, Royal Uncle. Why don’t you come sit here and take a rest?”

Jiang Yongjing figured that his nightly dreams of being a tyrant were probably helping him relieve stress. Even his acting career in the real world gradually began to improve, and his popularity kept climbing.

And he was getting more and more skilled at his job as the last emperor and tyrant.

He spent every day relaxing around the palace. When he had nothing better to do, he’d behead someone or cuddle up to his royal uncle. He could do whatever he wanted. Life was wonderful.

All he had to do was wait for someone to raise an army, overthrow the dynasty, and cut off his head. Then the dream would be over for good.

But as he kept playing the tyrant, why had everyone started kneeling and calling him a wise ruler?

Why was the dynasty flourishing more and more?

Who wanted to be a wise ruler, working himself to death? Go away! He must not have beheaded enough people yet!

Jiang Yongjing, utterly devastated, returned to his bedchamber to complain to his royal uncle.

His royal uncle, only seven years older and the man who had raised him, watched Jiang Yongjing silently with dark eyes.

“Your Majesty, have you finally come to kill me, the traitor who betrayed his country?”

Modern-day skit:

Director: All right, I’ll give you one more chance. What kind of role are you good at playing?

Jiang Yongjing, without hesitation: I’m really good at being a tyrant.

Director: ?

Agent: ?

After the show aired:

Agent: Oh my god, you really are a tyrant!

* By day, he’s an actor; by night, he’s a commanding, wolfish younger top who plays a tyrant x a handsome, refined, cunning, and long-suffering older royal uncle as the bottom. They’re both inexperienced, and it’s a happy ending.

* The royal uncle is very young; he’s just from an older generation. He isn’t related to Jiang Yongjing by blood.

* Jiang Yongjing is a goofball on the inside, but he acts properly in public.

* I ran out of room for the blurb, but both settings are fictional. Jiang Yongjing thinks it’s all a dream, but it isn’t. There are scenes in the real world and an acting-career plotline. (Later, he can unleash inner force with a single palm strike outside the dream, too :p.) Later on, there will also be romantic scenes between him and the royal uncle in the real world.

* Readers who dislike extreme kinks should steer clear.

Theme: Live a brilliant life