antihero

I died in misery. Bad luck, bad choices, bad end. Then I woke up in a world I know—where I'm Crown Prince, the villain destined to be destroyed by the Hero's rise. The script says I lose. That this bad luck follows me here too. I'm done trying to be what they expect. I'll change everything from within.

Eli Herman is invisible—until he wears the Mask of Pride, a cursed artifact tied to one of the seven deadly sins. With it on, Eli becomes fearless. Respected. Dangerous. But every sin demands a price. As Eli relies more on the mask, Pride begins to shape his words, his choices, and the way he sees others. With other sin masks lurking in the city and unseen eyes watching his rise, Eli must confront a terrifying truth: The mask doesn’t give him power. It decides who deserves it.

Ymir was a software engineer in a gaming company, his job was pretty simple... designing a game character. Personality, behavior, decision-making. He knew the character better than anyone. That’s why it was unsettling when he woke up as him. Same habits. Same thoughts. Same instincts. But instead of panicking, Ymir smiled. If this world was real, then so were its rules. This is a tale of a man just unstable enough to test every one of them. --- "There were many ways to start the rebellion." "You could've found more valid, more grounded reasons to fuel the motive for the war, but you just had go out of your way and piss him off!" Winifred stomped his cane on the ground, with its sound reverberating in the silent halls of the castle. "The youngest... He's a fucking Psychopath!" He screamed. --- "Intentions, ideologies, goodwill don't decide who's right," "Power decides who's right," "And I have the Power," "So, I'm Right!" - Ymir Celestie of Lunar ---

When the long-awaited full-dive game Eidolon Realms launches, Evan Cole expects escapism. Instead, he gets trapped. A catastrophic login failure binds his consciousness permanently to the game world. Logout is disabled. Death is final. And worse—something in the system noticed him during initialization and marked him as a point of interest. Dropped into a lethal starting zone without a class, allies, or tutorials, Evan is forced to learn the real rules of Eidolon Realms: survival rewards intelligence over heroics, the system lies by omission, and power always comes with a cost. As Evan levels, adapts, and sheds the illusions of being a “player,” he begins to understand a terrifying truth—the world is not broken. It is functioning exactly as intended. And it is watching to see what he becomes.

At the age of 40, I saw the sky turn red, not because of the sunset, but because of the fire that covered the sun. In front of me stood a man. He called himself God, laughing over a pile of corpses of the strongest people who had ever protected the earth while shouting Eldora's name. And me? I was just trash that had survived too long only to witness the end of everything. “If only I had the strength... if only they hadn't believed this bastard...” As the scorching heat burned my lungs, only one thing crossed my mind: If you choose to worship a false God, then I will come as the Devil to destroy the God you worship." Then, darkness. And what is this smell... it's the smell of my home twenty years ago!!!

Lucid wakes up in a strange purple forest that feels like a dream. He remembers everything, but his face is hidden behind a mask and his body is covered in torn rags. Lucid knows he is not a hero. He was abandoned in a dying world and called a coward by the people he once fought beside. Now, a voice named Alice speaks from within his own mind. It is just as lost as he is and cannot remember its own past, but it is filled with a hope he lacks. Alice guides him forward, and as they journey through broken worlds, it might be the only one who can help him find the answers he needs and his only way of home

when the three sun rise out from the endless horizon, instead of four. Xen take the resolve to protect his son under the five skys. Where he is the strongest person but not an immortal existence. While Xen was seeking for his dream, the dream that only he and one another person know about, under the heaven. And that person, who arrived on this world from nowhere and without clues. But Xen guessed that, he arrived on this world from future. While protecting his son, which was a gift from heaven, that he revived on the age of 17. He have to move forward as the strongest person, This story isn't about the journey to became the strongest, but the story after becoming the strongest. This story is about the journey of Xen, across the entire existence under the heaven.

Daniel Barrington begins his journey through teenage life at an elite high school for gifted students. Watch as he makes new connections, explores his own psyche and makes moves at the school. What will he do, and who with? This novel marks the beginning of his four year journey at high school.

The four ultimate ways to get yourself killed in life: Becoming a cop in Mexico! Absolute justice here means catching a bullet—BIU BIU BIU. The protagonist transmigrates into the body of a prison guard, only to discover that his eyes can see a person’s crime value! To uphold justice, he must wield even greater firepower than the criminals. The prison is called “Highland Prison”—Mexico’s maximum-security facility. And right now, there’s someone locked up inside. His name: Gallardo, known as The Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel. If he wants to survive, he has two choices: Either escape this damned country, or climb higher and higher through the ranks. Mexico can have light!

If one looked into a mirror, they'd find their reflection staring right back at them. But that wasn't the case for Damon. He woke up one night, only to find another face staring back at him. But that wasn't the worst case. The worst case was finding out you got transmigrated in a trashy third rate novel. Oh, and not to mention, the even trashier body he got transmigrated into. And a reminder, the world was doomed for destruction come a few years. What could possibly go wrong? Right?! ====== "It's like I was the one actually living it. I felt like I was Damon myself." "But that's not possible." "I am not Damon, I am...." "Wait... who am I?" –Damon.

Inspired by to be a hero X: In this world, popularity decide who you are. Will you let it define you?

Reborn as Kaigaku in Kimetsu no Yaiba, am I doomed to walk the same cursed path? To betray the Demon Slayer Corps? To kill my own master? No. Never again. Muzan, that vile so-called “lord,” brings nothing but ruin to those who serve him. So I cast away the name Kaigaku. Under the name Horitake and guided by the system, I chose a completely different life. And as for the root of all tragedy, Kibutsuji Muzan… I will slice you into pieces, hang you to dry, and leave you swaying in the sun until you rot into nothing but bacon. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/DaoistRoeoNQ

Reborn as a human with no family, no purpose, or place to return to, Kurohane Retsu was accompanied only by a mysterious system that helped him survive. In the cruel world of cultivators, he sought no justice, formed no bonds, and sided with no one. He simply pressed on—devouring enemies, monsters, even gods—to survive. But as he neared death, the truth was revealed: the system was... Alone from the beginning, alone to the top, he became an unstoppable legend.

In the year 2047, Earth is dying. Mana rot devours the oceans, cities sink into black sludge, and humanity clings to survival like rats in a collapsing cage. Kael Eze is nobody. A Level 1 Scavenger. A corpse hauler. A man who drags the dead for scraps while the world ends around him. Then the sky rips open. A cold, mechanical voice echoes in every surviving soul: [Final Calibration Complete] [Earth: UNSALVAGEABLE] [Sovereign Selection Protocol — Activated] [1 candidate chosen out of 8.4 billion…] Kael is selected. Not as a hero. Not as a savior. As the lowest possible thing: a Sovereign Candidate with 0.0001% authority. Thrown into the Infinite Staircase — the Throne of Ashes — where death is permanent, mercy is myth, and the first floor alone is rated ×7 difficulty. He awakens as an infant in a crib of blackened ribs. A six-winged nightmare calls him “little calamity” and laughs as ash-eaters scent fresh sovereign flesh. But something broken inside Kael wakes up too. [Hidden Trait: Soul Devouring Gluttony (EX)] Devour anything. Become anything. Regret nothing. From the weakest newborn king at the bottom of infinity, Kael begins a ruthless climb. He consumes gods, steals bloodlines, devours worlds, and carves his name into the fabric of broken realities. Betrayed by fate, hunted by ancient horrors, cursed by the very throne he claims — he doesn’t seek redemption. He seeks dominion. Because if the universe decided he was trash… then he’ll become the monster that devours the trash-heap entire. Weakest start. Highest stakes. No mercy. No limits. Only ashes… and the sovereign who rises from them. Will the last candidate become the Last Sovereign — or just another forgotten name in the void? Tags: Dark Fantasy, System, Weak-to-Strong, Ruthless MC, Anti-Hero, Multiple Worlds, Face-Slapping, Ancient Bloodlines, Betrayal, Overpowered Growth, Apocalyptic, No Harem (yet?), Soul-Devouring, Throne Conquest Drop a heart if you’re ready for Kael to eat the multiverse one bite at a time.

Genre: Dark Fantasy, Grimdark. Tags: Psychological, Political Intrigue, Tragedy, Mystery, Philosophy, Anti-Hero I am an adventurer at least, that is what the world calls me. On mission boards, my name is rarely written, and when it is spoken, it is always accompanied by whispers. They call me a demon hunter, a title born from rumor rather than recognition. I let it grow. Fear often works better than trust. Five years ago, a demon took my mother. Since then, every hunt has ceased to be about payment or honor, becoming instead a vendetta with no end. I walk from city to city, erasing things the world refuses to acknowledge, while kingdoms bury the traces and guilds choose silence. And as long as demons still draw breath, I will keep moving an adventurer who lives on rumor, and a demon hunter who refuses to forget.

Determined to improve his family's reputation, Cyril Thorne entered a prestigious academy of magic, only to discover there was something wrong with him! Suddenly, a red eyed hallucination appeared in front of him. She spoke like a third-rate villain, tempting him into evil while ranting about human inferiority. Enduring her presence in every day life turned out to be easier than he thought. Especially when she brought many unexpected benefits with her, introspection included. At least now, nothing can faze him. A mysterious classmate turned out to be a stalker? Not like he'll get any more privacy without her. At least it's more lively. A red butterfly bizarrely created from his own flesh? Things happen. It's just a new family member. However, the changes happening to Cyril might be more unfathomable than is visible on the surface. And in the Empire, a city where magic reigns supreme and demons are no longer the threat they once were, the unexplainable will not be tolerated.

[Your shadow is alive.] [Feed your shadow, devour souls, level up, gain skills, complete quests, and grow stronger.] [Do you wish to view your current stats?] In the magical world of Aetherus, Damon Grey is the weakest student at Aether Academy, relentlessly bullied and ridiculed for his lack of power and defiant personality. Yet, he endures the torment, clinging to his scholarship—the only thing providing him with the funds to keep his sick sister alive. After a brutal attack leaves him near death, Damon encounters a dark viscous entity in the forest that fuses with his shadow, awakening the Living Shadow System. This strange power grants him unimaginable abilities but comes with a grim cost—a relentless hunger for souls and flesh to feed his shadow. Now, with his shadow alive and insatiable, Damon faces a terrible choice: feed it to grow stronger or starve it and die with it. In a world ruled by ruthless nobles, deadly monsters, and power-hungry demons, Damon must decide if his newfound power is a curse or the only way to survive. With the Living Shadow System, his fate is clear: devour or be devoured. discord. https://discord.gg/AYMgESBCTP

The universe is heading towards its demise, and this is the final age. Despite the greatest efforts of the Immortals ruling the universe, the Tree of Destruction had finally borne its forbidden fruit, triggering a Cataclysm that changed the order of power in all realms of existence. Every realm has fallen, and every star has gone dark, but at the center of creation, Trion, the seat of the gods and daemons, remains. Their immortal powers hold what remains of the last flames of life. Weakened by the weight of this sacrifice, the gods and daemons fell, taken down by mere mortals who had worshipped them since the beginning of time, and now these mortals have inhabited their Heavens and ruled over their Hells. They now patrol the skies and roam the deep, wearing the flesh and bones of the gods and daemons they had slain. With the end of days drawing nearer, an unlikely figure would arise from the chaos, one that would doom all of existence, or save it. This is the story of Elias, a killer. At the end of days, we do not need a hero, but a butcher.

Three years ago, Severin transmigrated to the continent of Teyvat. Hunted down by the Heavenly Principles, he was saved at the last moment by the Cryo Archon, the Tsaritsa. Three years later, with Severin’s support, Snezhnaya rises to become the strongest of the Seven Nations in overall power. In recognition of his achievements, he is formally bestowed the title of Prince of Snezhnaya, standing above the Eleven Fatui Harbingers. “Sorry for making you bear the sorrow of the entire world along with me.” “If you can endure my bitter cold, then there must be a blazing desire burning in your hearts.” “Then… burn down the old world for me.” The Tsaritsa: From today onward, you are the Prince of Snezhnaya. Severin: So this is you pushing me to become a full-fledged villain?