antihero

Wretched Wicked and Vile is a dark fantasy web novel that follows the philosophical Antihero, who, lost everything due to not being among the prophesied heroes.

Kyle's last memory was scrolling through a fantasy novel in his room. His next? Waking up naked in a strange forest with a mysterious System offering him 99 different classes. As chaos reigns across the world, Kyle uses his mind control abilities to rule kingdoms, conquer cities, and dominate different races. But great power and ambition come with danger: a hero pursues him, demons covet his skills, and betrayals come from where he least expects them. Will Kyle crown himself king on the ruins of the controlled wills? Or will these wills become the chains that lead to his destruction? --- [Warning: Adult Content 18+] [Cold Genius Mc - Milfs - Netori (Mc steal women) - No NTR - No Yaoi - Harem - A lot of +18 scenes - Manipulation]

Three years ago, the world didn’t end. It was judged.Monsters appeared. Cities fell. And a cold, emotionless System began assigning powers to the survivors — turning humanity into something dangerously close to weapons. Most people only received skills. A few were chosen. When the sky freezes and the System announces four names across the planet, the balance of power shatters overnight. Tora Ikoto — a quiet survivor who carries a hunger he doesn’t understand — is named the bearer of Devouring, a power that grows stronger the more it consumes. Lucy Silverina — calm, precise, unshakable — awakens as Judgment, capable of enforcing truth in a world built on lies. Ronan Kurp — reckless and impossible to kill — becomes Evolution, a man whose body refuses to stay human. And then there is a fourth name. One the System itself cannot control. Sylas Mikojuha. An authority that should not exist. A void the System cannot measure. A presence that makes even monsters hesitate.As factions rise, governments crumble, and other awakened beings begin hunting the newly named “Authorities,” one truth becomes clear: The apocalypse was never about survival. It was about selection.And when powers like theirs collide, the world won’t just break—It will choose who deserves to remain.

In 1954, a nuclear blast went off in the Pacific. It didn’t kill the creature sleeping in the deep trench below. It woke him up. When he rose from the ocean, he wasn’t just an animal anymore. He was something bigger — a massive blue giant, shaped like a bell, with a mind that could think and wait and remember. He had already died once. He knew it wasn’t the end of everything. People didn’t know what to call him. The news called him a monster. Scientists gave him a long, strange name: RERUNBACKTOKAIJU. The kids who lived through the wreckage called him Lurops. He destroyed cities. He was burned by acid. He came back. Smarter. Stronger. Somehow, he even learned to surf. Over the next seventy years, he faced things no one could have imagined: a nightmare from the deep that ate living genes, a shining hero robot built from grief and bad guesses, a machine that slowly became the closest thing he had to a friend, a son who hatched without warning on a dark beach, and a terrible weapon made from his own mother’s bones. People tried to give him a role. Hero. Guardian. Monster. Savior. He refused them all. “I’m not yours,” he would say. “I’m just here. The waves are good. That’s enough.” But it was never just about the waves. It was about staying. About choosing not to end everything. About living in a world that hurt him — and not walking away from it. It was never simple. It was always more. LUROPS is a five-arc kaiju epic about destruction, inheritance, the stubbornness of survival, and whether a creature built by catastrophe can choose, with full knowledge of what it costs, to become something else.

In a forgotten settlement where hunger is more common than hope, a child is rescued from the raging waters of the sacred river Reva — a boy with strange crimson pupils and marks that vanish as mysteriously as they appear. Raised by a struggling woman named Marissa alongside her older son Peter, Pixcy grows up in a world that values money over mercy. When illness begins to consume his mother and desperation pushes the brothers into the cruel hands of a corrupt doctor, their fragile world shatters in ways no child should ever witness. Betrayal. Poverty. Fire. Experimentation. What begins as a story of survival slowly unfolds into something far darker — for Pixcy is not an ordinary child. Something ancient sleeps within him, something connected to the legendary 24 Fragments — relics said to grant dominion over the Sixteen Lokas and elevate a mortal to the status of a demigod. As kingdoms, cults, and unseen forces move in the shadows to claim these fragments, a boy forged in loss may become either the world’s greatest destroyer… or its final awakening.

a man wakes in King’s Landing as Edric Thorne. Guided by the Shadow Throne Protocol—a system specializing in information warfare and "Scheme Weaving"—he must navigate the deadly politics of Westeros. While the Great Houses march to war, Edric uses his "Shadow Step" power to vanish from sight, all while obsessively collecting rare Valyrian coins as a hobby. He doesn't want the Iron Throne; he wants to own the people sitting on it.

When seventeen-year-old Damon Vale lost his mother, his whole world cracked—not with grief, but with an impossible truth. Damon is no longer just a high schooler dealing with gangs and betrayal; he is the secret descendant of the celestial Queen of Woewyn, a realm where memory, time, and spirit intertwine. Raised on Earth by a mother who lied to save his life, Damon is burdened by a forbidden power that literally bends light and is constantly on the verge of purging his own body. Now, ancient gods and demons are pouring onto Earth, some disguised as humans, Chronisouls— some torment, some help. For Damon, the choice is simple: Embrace the divine power that burns him from the inside out, or watch his life on Earth, including the one girl who sees past his walls, shatter forever. From quiet rooftops(literally) to cosmic wars(also literally), Damon must discover if saving existence means losing the fragile human he was trying to be.

guy wakes up on a island in one piece. with the power of his new body. he aims, to be king of the pirates.

Through transmigration, Naohara became one of the Supreme Beings and freely indulged in this hard-won life in another world. Watching Momonga locked in a battle of wits with thin air, Herohero shamelessly slacking off, Demiurge confidently claiming he had already grasped the thoughts of all three Supreme Beings, along with the many strange and eccentric Floor Guardians, Naohara felt that joy could be found everywhere. This is a fan translation of 纳萨力克的灾厄龙王 by 魂悠. Please support the original author if you can.

The world chose its heroes. It chose its system. It chose to abandon the Uchiha. Uchiha Sora rejects that choice. Armed with the Mangekyō Sharingan and a mysterious Borrowing Platform that lets him summon power from other dimensions, Sora begins reshaping the shinobi world through force, strategy, and absolute conviction. Kumogakure falls. Bounties rise into the billions. The Five Great Nations tremble. To some, he is a tyrant. To others, a revolutionary. To himself— He is justice.

​"Beautiful..." Reina whispered. She took off her coat, letting the mountain breeze sweep against her white dress. ​I stood a few steps behind her, watching how the white petals fell and got caught in her black hair. In this place, with no one watching, Reina didn't look like "The Princess" or the perfect "President." She looked... fragile. Like the petals she was staring at. ​"Izumi," she called out without turning around. "Do you ever wonder... what if we had never entered that room? What if you had never agreed to work on those stupid fliers?" ​"I’d probably be a very successful unemployed person by now," I answered. "And you’d probably still be the most feared person in school, yet the loneliest person in your own world." ​Reina turned around. Her eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made me want to look away, but I forced myself to stay still. ​"The world out there is so noisy right now because of that video," she said. "Everyone has an opinion about us. They all feel like they own us. But here... under this tree, no one owns us but ourselves." ​She took a step closer. One step. Two steps. We were now only inches apart. ​"Tell me," she whispered, her voice nearly swallowed by the wind. "Who is Nakamura Izumi to Kurokawa Reina, when there are no cameras recording?" ​Love. ​The word felt foreign on my tongue. It felt too "shiny" and disgusting for someone like me. ​But, her silhouette under that white cherry blossom tree... the weight of her head on my shoulder... the way she looked at me when no cameras were watching... ​It all kept replaying in my head like a broken film that refused to die. ​My mind was spinning. I swallowed hard, looking into her eyes which reflected the shadow of the evening sky. I paused for a moment, then took a deep breath. "For me, you are..."

"Son, what's your plan after middle school?" Such a plan had never crossed Ryomen Sukuna's mind. What did he want in life? What kind of mark does he want to leave in this world? His father always asked him this question whenever he could, though Sukuna always never had an answer no matter how hard he tried. "How about heroics, son?" Oh, maybe there is one now. (No harem, only Mina Ashido the pinky queen) (shit romance btw) (Yes, Sukuna has jjk Sukuna's powers, it's all in one quirk) (no system) (This is just a story where he beats up bad guys, gets the girl and aura farms, not thought out at all. Tons of cliche stuff in here) (I'll probably get MHA: Vigilantes in here later) (This was never supposed to be a deep dark story or something, and I never really was a good author so read at your own risk.)

Some are reincarnated as the shining, pure character known as the hero of the story. Others find themselves as secondary, unknown characters, carrying no weight in the flow of events. And then there are those who are reborn as villains… villains meant to be struck down, forming the very foundation of the hero’s growth. As for me? I was neither a hero, nor an ordinary villain. I was merely a cursed soul, reborn as an experiment within an organization that worships an unknown entity. Am I just a third-rate villain? … I wished it were so. Because the truth is far worse. I am the character who appeared in the very first scene of the game, even before the hero made his entrance. I am… the Vessel. Discord: https://discord.gg/jpYJpHdMmn

A newborn goblin opens his eyes for the first time, and instead of an empty mind, consciousness presents itself to the world. The baby possesses memories and thoughts far beyond what is possible, and he realizes with shock that he has been reborn. As he struggles to comprehend his surroundings, fragments of his former life resurface. He remembers a goddess telling him that this world is the setting for her latest novel: a brutal fantasy where goblins are among the weakest beings, hunted, exploited, and used as expendable tools by stronger races. As he grasps the truth and glimpses his own green skin, despair overwhelms him. Far from receiving a heroic second chance, he has awakened at the very bottom of the world's hierarchy, facing a future defined by cruelty, survival, and fear.

"Find the stones, surpass me, and avenge our sect." ---- After a lifetime spent in pursuit of the legendary Six Infinity Stones, the Supreme Magus has only ever managed to claim one. His dreams of ultimate power fade as age creeps upon him, and he decides to pass his knowledge and the stone to his disciples, creating the Noble-God's Fate Sect. But greed and ambition always linger in the shadows. When rival forces learn of the Magus’s stone, they launch a devastating attack on his sect, leaving death and destruction in their wake. In his final moments, the Magus entrusts the stone to one of his most loyal yet weakest disciples of the entire sect—Lucian Nightingale. Fleeing from his pursuers with nothing but the stone and the weight of his master’s last words, Lucian becomes the sole heir to a shattered legacy. Now, as the enemies of his sect hunt him, Lucian must unlock the stone’s immense power, uncover the secrets of the other five stones that has never before been found, and face an inevitable clash with those who covet nothing but absolute undying power! Will he be able honor his master’s dying wish and become the Supreme Magus, or will he succumb to the power of his relentless enemies or that which he seeks to find? --------- Join the Discord:https://discord.com/invite/RH3XJKY3MR

A top assassin dies after killing his own boss, and instead of staying dead like he should, he wakes up in a cultivation world that feels like it came straight out of every cliché he’s ever heard about. Broken meridians, bullied by clan members who look down on him, a father who gave up on him for a younger brother with better talent, and an engagement annulled with a beauty… or maybe not that trope. Nothing special. Just unlucky. When he finally decides to leave the clan and find his own path, he discovers something strange about himself. People drop attributes while doing things, and for some reason, only he can see and interact with them. A cultivator repeatedly tempering his body leaves behind things like— [Strength +6] [Stamina Recovery +8] [Body Tempering Progress +5%] An alchemist wasting herbs and ruining pills over and over drops— [Alchemy Talent (Low)] [Herb Identification +15] [Pill Stability +7] A swordsman practicing the same technique until his hands go numb drops— [Sword Muscle Memory +9] [Blade Intent Fragment] [Combat Awareness +4] And when someone dies, the drops become even more ridiculous— [Strength +321] [Death ×3] [Physique Fragment: Jade Bone] [Incomplete Cultivation Insight] All of it can be picked up by him. He doesn’t need cultivation talent, bloodlines, or a master’s guidance, because while others spend years training, comprehending, and risking their lives for small improvements, he collects everything they leave behind, whether it’s stats, techniques, talents, physiques, or even professions. In a martial world where effort, talent, and luck decide how far you can go, his path is simple. Let others work. He’ll take the results.

Love cost him everything, but revenge is about to pay dividends. Three years Ryan Russo gave to Mediran Tech. Three years of late nights, broken promises, and loyalty to a boss he called a friend. The reward? Watching that same boss steal Ryan's girlfriend at the company gala - while she wore the dress Ryan bought her. Jobless, broke and humiliated. Ryan has exactly $247.32 to his name and zero reasons to hope. Then the Interest Protocol finds him. A mysterious system that doubles every dollar spent on pleasure and revenge - with bigger risks earning bigger rewards. Suddenly, being broke is the least interesting thing about him. As Ryan climbs from park benches to penthouses - one beautifully expensive decision at a time ‐ he discovers that the Interest Protocol has rules even it won't explain. And the people who wronged him? They're about to learn that in love and war, the real interest is always compounded. They took everything from him. He's about to collect it back... ...with interest. ---- Tags: System, Revenge, Harem, R18

Black Clover: Replication Magic The center of the royal capital lies in ruins. Amid the burning remnants of shattered walls, Yuuki stands surrounded by the captains of the Nine Magic Knight Squads. “Failures have no right to become leaders.” “Allow me to reintroduce myself. Yuuki, the second-generation leader of the Eye of The Midnight Sun.” Clutching his silver grimoire, Yuuki smiles faintly and bows with the refined grace of a noble toward the nine Magic Knight captains. So I'll set some Powerstone goals, once they get reached I'll upload an extra chapter. 20 powerstones = 1 extra chapter 50 powerstones + 1 extra chapter 100 powerstones + 1 extra chapter I'll also chip in an extra chapter every five reviews or so Read up to 50 chapters ahead@ patreon.com/AminaSims

Jin Mian, an unemployed college graduate, died in a car accident and transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, becoming the grandson of Jin E, the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall. Orphaned and without any cheats, he survived quietly until the age of six, when his martial soul awakened and the system finally descended. His first reward was a god-level martial soul, Miris. After evolving into Radiant Miris, Jin Mian forged his own divine path, comprehended true light, and stepped onto the road of becoming the God of Light. As for Tang San? In this life, he exists for only one reason—to be completely crushed.

They called them miracles. The chosen generation. The heroes destined to save the world. Asher was not one of them. Marked by fate as insignificant — disposable — he was meant to stand in the shadows of prodigies blessed with divine aspects: light, fire, shadow, sorcery, strength beyond limits. But fate made one mistake. It underestimated him. Betrayed by destiny itself and promised salvation by a version of himself from a future soaked in ruin, Asher awakens a forbidden convergence — Voidfrost — a power that should not exist. Not darkness. Not ice. But something older. Something that devours both. In an academy ruled by noble houses, primordials, and carefully written destinies, Asher walks a different path. Not to become a hero. But to survive. And if survival demands the breaking of fate, the shattering of miracles, and the rewriting of the world’s laws— Then so be it. Because this time… Fate will be the one begging.