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Reincarnated as the Demon King’s HR Manager

Synopsis I burned out so hard at 29 that I straight-up died from karoshi. One minute I'm face-down on my keyboard, the next a glowing contract pops up in front of me: Job: HR Director for the Demon King Army Pay: 7,000 souls a month + killer benefits (literally—resurrection included) I figured it was some fever dream and signed anyway. Big mistake. Or maybe the best one ever. I wake up in a throne room staring at the actual Demon King—stupidly hot, zero social skills, and looking at me with these big pleading red eyes like a lost puppy with horns. “Please,” he says. “My generals keep rage-quitting. The heroes won’t even raid us anymore because everyone’s too depressed. Fix the vibe or the whole prophecy tanks and we’re all unemployed.” Great. Now I’ve got this weird System handing me skills like Performance Review Stare (makes people spill their real feelings), Mandatory Sensitivity Training Aura (forces toxic demons to behave for five minutes), and Hostile Takeover (Of Emotions) (yeah, I can basically HR-mediate someone’s soul). So here I am, turning the most dysfunctional evil empire ever into something that actually runs—team-building in lava pools, exit interviews with archdemons who flip tables, performance plans for literal world-ending monsters. Meanwhile, the big bad Demon Lord? Turns out he’s just awkward, lonely, and kinda sweet under all the doom-and-gloom. And the more I fix his mess, the more I catch myself staring back at those crimson eyes a little too long. Fixing workplace hell was supposed to be my ticket to a quiet afterlife. Instead I might be accidentally romancing the Final Boss everyone’s meant to hate. Reincarnated as the Demon King’s HR Manager Corporate isekai where the scariest thing isn’t the demons—it’s bad management. And maybe falling for your boss.
AladeFarouk · 2.3k Views

That Time I Got Reincarnated As An Abyssal Phoenix (Remake)

First came a god, one who fell into darkness, driven mad by a storm of joy and sorrow not their own. A god driven by desperation for their own salvation and hatred toward the very creations they help give form, one who was cut down by the brightest of lights, a light whose heart was filled with grief. Next came six wings of crimson red, six wings that were once pure and whole but were now stained with blood and sin; six wings that spread the taint that seeped from the broken shards of madness long since left behind. Even now, after hundreds of years, those who follow the malformed gospel of those bloodied wings continue to spread the writhing taint, twisting life to meet their unholy ends. And now a third has come, one who is not of this world but who holds the key to undo the locks and reforge the pieces. In the end, whether they will fall like those before them, crushed by the weight of all that is, or rise and break the shackles that bind them, only time will tell... _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I do not claim to own "That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime" or any of the corresponding characters in that anime; everything belongs to their respective owners. Additionally, images and artwork I may occasionally use do not belong to me; I only use them as references. If their rightful owners ask me to remove them, I will. Finally, this fanfiction will only be uploaded here, on Webnovel, four the foreseeable future. If this changes, I will update this section with the relevant information.
Dark_light · 16k Views