antihero

First fic, Extremely Op!Mc Evil!Mc. Gamer with the ability Hakai - the power wielded by Gods of Destruction. M for Creativity, Gore, and Profanity. No lemons for the time being but it's a possibility. First world is RWBY.

The year is 2026. A devout Christian named Arthur Bennett wins a lottery to participate in a virtual reality experience at a high-tech company called Elysium. The program utilizes a VR pod to immerse users in a world based on a popular cartoon from Japan. As the other participants—a mix of personalities with varying degrees of Japanese animation knowledge—prepare to enter the simulation, Arthur remains the only one who has never indulged in anime. Upon entering this new world, he discovers an unsettling truth: if he dies in this world, he dies for real. Arthur eventually finds himself trapped in prison, unable to log out, and demanding to be released from the program. Calls go unanswered, and things become nightmarish, where hunger, thirst, hygiene, and even death are all real. Angered that he was deceived, he abandons all sense of logic and vows to become a villain no one had ever seen coming.

Born from the brutal union of a high elf princess and a blood demon, Kaelar Zareth was branded an abomination . Hated by his people and abandoned in the wild, he survived through sheer will and the strength of his cursed bloodline. Taken in by a band of bandits, he found family among outlaws—until betrayal tore them away. Left with nothing but vengeance and a hunger for power, Kaelar walks the path of blood and battle, rising from exile to become a force that will shake the heavens. In a world ruled by kings and gods, the blood they tried to erase is the blood destined to reign.

A child is born during war, not as a weapon, but as a consequence. Hunted bloodlines. Silent shadows. A world that survives by pretending not to notice what it fears. Nara Yukihiko is raised in Konoha beneath an ordinary name and an unremarkable life. Few know that beneath the calm lies Ice Release so natural it feels like breathing — power inherited from a clan taught to believe their blood was a curse. As the ninja world moves toward familiar tragedies, Yukihiko grows not by ambition, but by restraint. Every kindness protects him. Every sorrow threatens something far larger than a single village. This is not the story of a hero who changes the world. It is the story of a world that survives because one child does not break. The story will start off slow. Wanted to create an in-depth background for the main character. Nara Yukihiko does not show until chapter 47. Be patient because it is worth the wait. The mixed bloodline between Nara and Yuki will make the story very interesting. The Main charater grows up as a Nara clan member to survive as a Yuki clan member. All timelines are based on naruto.fandom.com. Hope you enjoy.

What if Naruto had a twin, a shadow he never knew, a reflection of himself born into the same world yet shaped by unseen forces? In a village built on loyalty, obedience, and the illusion of order, one twin rises not to protect, but to expose the cracks beneath the surface. As subtle disruptions grow into undeniable fractures, the twin and Naruto find themselves walking a dangerous line between heroism and calculated manipulation. Authority struggles to maintain control, shinobi falter under pressure, and Konoha itself begins to question everything it has built. With each careful move, the twins force the village to confront its reliance on obedience, its blind trust in hierarchy, and its inability to recognize the invisible hand shaping outcomes. In a story where loyalty collides with principle, and observation becomes a weapon more powerful than force, one twin must decide how far he will go and whether the village's inevitable reckoning will save it or destroy it. The question is not whether Konoha will fall, but whether anyone will survive the truth.

A boy is discovered near the ruins of a forgotten village, his body broken beyond repair and his past erased. His meridians are shattered, leaving him incapable of orthodox cultivation. Three recluses take him in—not out of compassion, but because he survives. They do not heal him. They make him useful. Under their guidance, he learns disciplines rejected by proper sects: deception and assassination that value restraint over pride, brutal close-quarters combat stripped of form, and arrays and concoctions built from failure rather than balance. His damaged body responds to something unnatural—thin threads that react to breath and intent, reshaping into a weapon as flexible as it is merciless. The world he steps into is ruled by efficiency: sects, hierarchies, and doctrines that discard what cannot be perfected. He refuses leadership and rejects salvation. Instead, he walks an unorthodox path that leaves scars rather than legends. As enemies tied to a buried past resurface and his masters’ unfinished conflicts close in, he becomes a presence the world neither welcomes nor can ignore—a necessary evil that destabilizes power simply by existing outside its rules. This is not a tale of righteousness or triumph. It is the story of an inefficient path, and the price of reaching the pinnacle without ever belonging to it.

In the realm of Tyche, fate is not a concept—it is a measurable currency. Every soul is born with a Luck Quotient (LQ) that dictates their success, power, and survival. While the "Blessed" elite rule from floating isles with near-perfect accuracy, those with low luck are cast into the Dustlands to rot. Enter Zenith, a boy born with a statistical anomaly: a Luck Quotient of absolute zero. In a world governed by the laws of probability, Zenith is a ghost in the machine. He is the ultimate loser, a magnet for catastrophe, and a social pariah. However, when a life-threatening ambush triggers a "system error" in reality, Zenith discovers a terrifying truth: because he has no luck to lose, he can manipulate the chaos left behind by others. By existing outside the "Script of Fate," Zenith becomes a Glitch. As he enrolls in the prestigious Aethelgard Academy under a false identity, Zenith must navigate a world that wants him dead. With a blade forged from concentrated misfortune and a power that defies logic, he begins his journey to tear down the Great Wheel of Fortune. In the game of gods, the one with nothing to lose is the most dangerous player of all.

In a certain magical world, many fierce and bloody wars frequently broke out unnecessarily, fueled by the wickedness and brutality of villainous mages. Consequently, this left many others to endure agony and sorrow, both mentally and physically. Zuzana was no exception; unable to bear their oppression, she was forced to abandon the land where she was born and raised. She sought refuge in another land, hoping to survive their blood-stained hands. Along with her, Zuzana carried an extreme hatred and a profound oath: "Just wait!" "One day, I will personally return here and destroy all of you wicked mages with my own hands!" "So, all of you had better remember that!

[WSA 2026 Entry] “I'm scared, scared of this power. Reality can be whatever I imagine” “What if I want this world gone then? Could I just destroy it with my imagination?” ** Lenny was an anomaly. Unpredictable. Deemed too insane to be released, but too important to be assassinated. He was a child when he watched his family die. To cope, he had to sacrifice his very own sanity. Locked in a cell for over half a decade. In a world where rifts are spawned here and there, the corruption of the Fallen Realm never ceases to spread. Carriers of the Fallen Runes were too important to dispose of, too valuable to be discarded. Despite those who governed the Regulator's society seeking his death. He was simply sealed away. Prevented from associating with his friends, his mates, and forbidden from participating in any Awakening Ceremony. He remained a Carrier until his 18th birthday. When the dusk settled, just like every other carrier, on the night of his 18th birthday. He was called to the Fallen Realm. Accepting the Call, Lenny ventured into the horrors of the Fallen Realm, To regain his freedom, he was forced to awaken. [You’ve awakened a Fallen Rune] [Fallen Rune: Rune of Imagination] [Rune Class: ???] [Fallen Rank: Divine] Cursed into the Fallen Realm, yet blessed with a Fallen Rune of the Divine rank. The power to imagine, an indomitable power sealed in the hands of a madman. Reality can be whatever he wants, your lives were his to decide, your powers were his to possess. Was there anything he couldn't imagine? Walking the path of carnage, and increasing his strength every day. Thriving in secrecy as he hunts down those who had perpetuated the destruction of his Clan. Unseen by the world, yet he watches them. This is the story of a man who was forgotten by the world, hated by Fate…. Yet too powerful for even fate to kill. *** Additional tags #Revenge #Enemytolover #Mystery #Immortal

Ymir Celestie of Lunar. He was a character I cherished because his design was modeled after me. One of the finest creations, and a central antagonist in the game I was working on. But if someone asked whether I’d ever want to live his life, I’d probably stare at them and wonder what kind of nonsense they were spouting. Because Ymir’s existence wasn’t one a person could truly endure. He was the kind of prince who would sacrifice even himself, if the trade promised greater gain. . . . And here I was… reincarnated as a psychopath, hiding behind the mask of a prince, and a professor. --- Disclaimer: All characters, events, and mythologies depicted in this work are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons, cultures, or historical traditions: living or dead; is purely coincidental, even where names or motifs may appear similar. --- #MastermindMC #SecretIdentity #Reincarnation #DarkFantasy #AntiHero

After accidentally causing a world ending Black Hole in his lab, Winston found himself in a fantasy world, where an endless sea of Mages sought Godhood itself by ascending through the realms of mana. Transmigrated into the body of a Gravity Mage, a branch of magic that was as rare as gold itself, so powerful that he could squish his enemies into blobs of flesh with his mind, he eventually figured out that the best way to live in this world, was to ascend through the realms of mana himself! The fastest, if not the most advanced way to ascend, was to hunt evil beings in all shapes or forms, steal their essences, and purify it to strengthen, and essentially improve the quality of his mana pool so he could ascend through the realms, or levels of mana quality himself. The essences that were prized the most, were those of dark, and perhaps even demonic Goddesses! When these Goddesses had their backs against the wall, they did everything in their power to seduce the Mages who bested them in combat. Their vile charm was difficult to resist, even impossible to some, but much like the alluring song of a Siren, torment followed any man who gave in to the seduction of the Goddesses! Their evil nature could not be taken lightly, as the destruction of Civilization itself was one of the minor sins in their past, in comparison to what these Goddesses were capable of! The hunt for power progression was challenging, fit only to let the greatest Mages advance. Winston considered himself a man of greater means, and so he was ready to give it his best shot to progress, and keep his head on his shoulders. He was ready to go after the rank of a Gravity Magus, no matter what it took, as beyond the rank of a Magus, immortality, and even Goodhood itself was just around the corner! … ~ Be sure to check out my other novels in my author profile. I don’t drop my work, and will end each novel at around 1,500 chapters. ~ [#Magus] [#Arch Mage] [#Mages] [#Mana] [#New Trope] [#No System] [#Sweet Romance] [#Demons] [#Dimensions] [#Portals] [#Shared Transmigration]

Satou Kazuma, who was literally scared to death by a dump truck, decided to bring the goddess Aqua—who had mocked him—to another world as his "cheat ability." He arrived at the royal capital of the Kingdom of Lugunica. Here, there are magical beasts, spirit users, sword saints, even witches and dragon gods—but no legendary Demon King. To make matters worse, the goddess Aqua by his side is utterly useless and completely fails to function as a proper cheat ability. Though he doesn’t know why, the success rate of his steal skill is supposed to be low, yet he has never failed so far. The story truly begins one day, when he casually stole something that looked incredibly valuable from a certain blonde-haired little girl.

A modern US soldier and his batallion die immediately when flying to a rapid mobilization order in Iraq. The Goddess Triamal saves the batallion and offers them a tantalizing offer: Live a second time with a chance for redemption, or die and return to Earth. Most take the offer, going to war against a world. The age old question: "can a modern army unit win against an entire world" is on display here. *Disclaimers* There is no harem in here. There is a single FMC, and that will never change. Yes, there will be romance, and no the MC is not a spineless wimp who doesn't know how to treat women. This is not a "guy gains a system, and speed blitzes everything" story, there are stakes, there will be death, and the pacing may slow at times. I may get a few things wrong from time to time about how a battalion moves. Feel free to tell me when/if that happens. This is not a story about "conquering another world because a portal showed up." No, this is "we are fighting an entire world for our second chance at life"

Work: Original Genre: Western Fantasy, Grimdark/Darkfantasy "Sold for a single dark coin, Balt was carved into the perfect weapon. In a rotten world, he must choose: remain a tool for others, or become the executioner of his own grim destiny. A journey from slave, to instrument, to a broken man who still holds the power to choose."

Due to his own carelessness, Duanmu Huai transmigrated into the world of the game "Star Sea Online." Starting from a small core cabin, Duanmu Huai traversed the star sea, journeying to countless worlds, awakening long-dormant powers, confronting threats hidden deep within the universe, and dominating the star river! The MC is Profesional racist, if you know W40K then you know what is Inquisition.

Failure is called rebellion, success is called revolution! How can you conduct politics with these insects! Police headquarters, attention! Salute to Hokage Kakashi! Loyalty! Giving money and ninjutsu to the Jonin captain is bribery, but giving money and ninjutsu directly to the lower-ranking ninjas is an allowance! Which ninja clan chief should we invite to the Naka River Grand Hotel today? A ninja clan actually organized a village protest? These are no ordinary villagers, we must take strong measures! In the fifty-seventh year of Konoha, Uchiha Touhuan seized power in a coup and became the Fifth Hokage of Konoha. From then on, the sun rose, dispelling the long night that had shrouded Konoha for half a century.

When Aldric clicked Confirm, expecting a rez glitch, he got transmigrated to Westeros — the world of Game of Thrones with no interface or guild chat, and certainly no way back. Wearing epic plate armor that shines too much, thirty thousand gold nobody here can explain, and not one paladin spell left. The first village he reached was already ash and bodies... Disclaimer: This is a translated version of an existing novel. I do not claim any rights or originality for the story. All appreciation and credit go to the original author - 姬澹清 support me on patreon: patreon.com/zefyrus (additional 30+ chapters and daily updates)

Ten deaths. Ten failures. In the academy simulation game The Loom, every heroine is a predator. Women wield Thread—a source of power that decides status, control, and life itself. Men exist only as tools to be used… or corpses left hanging at the academy gates. Players are forced to submit, be imprisoned, or be executed the moment a relationship grows “too close.” The yandere system is broken—illogical, cruel, and designed to punish initiative. A player, sick of losing, finally clicks Uninstall. The world answers. He awakens as Six—a male teacher inside the Thread Academy. An impossible role. A forbidden status. No Thread. No system protection. Surrounded by elite heroines who, in the original game, were fated to kill him. But Six possesses something that never existed in the original story—Blackspine. An anti-system power that cannot be detected, predicted, or controlled by Thread. He knows every heroine route. He knows their traumas. He knows the exact moment affection turns into obsession… and when obsession turns into murder. His goal is not to save the world. Nor is it to conquer their hearts. He wants to finish the game as a human, not a victim. In a world where heroines are the hunters, Six chooses to become something far more dangerous— a player who knows how to pull the strings without ever being strangled by them.

The world rests on the Sea of Suffering. Mortals are reflections on water—beautiful, but not truly there. Only cultivation can make you solid enough that reality bothers to remember your name. Liu Chenming has an Earth-grade spiritual root, a talent that appears once in thousands. But he's hauling spirit beast manure for two caddies of rice per load. Stripped of resources and used as a chess piece between feuding immortal lineages, Chenming must claw through Mount Zhenyuan's brutal merit system and find a path to survive. But he treats cultivation as engineering: failed technique? Reverse-engineer it. No money? Exploit loopholes. Ancient manual too slow? Rewrite it. Then he digs deeper and learns the realm game. Karma can be engineered, fates can be arranged. The immortal clans don't just cultivate qi—they cultivate destinies. The path to becoming real is paved with merit ledgers, karmic threads, and brutal choices about who deserves to exist.