Bring about the Apocalypse, or watch everyone I've ever cared about die. Easy right?

The last thing I wanted was to be the pawn in the schemes of a childish god. But with the lives of my friends and family at stake, I had little choice but to agree to take part in the Apocalypse Game.

I became the Demon Lord, the harbinger of the Apocalypse, sent out to destroy the world by any means necessary. I'm the villain of this story, so there must be a hero to oppose me. On the side of white is the Archangel, who is hell-bent on defeating me. I'll need to gather my pieces and form an army to oppose them and bring about the end of the world.

All isn't hopeless, though. If I win, I'll be granted a wish. I can undo everything and save the world, but first, I have to destroy it.

[Authors Note] This is the first draft of the rewrite and as such, does not reflect the finished product. The story is subject to change during edits.