Archive for European Ambience
I thought I could live comfortably. Until the main character tried to imprison me.
I’ve possessed the popular villain in a novel. So, I’m going all out.
One of the seven strongest people on the continent, the King of Mercenaries. He started a war to avenge his fallen family and destroyed territory but failed and lost his life. However… “Wow, I’m alive?” I returned to the past, back through time. A perfect opportunity to right my regrets and reverse everything. It doesn’t matter if people around me point fingers, calling me a scoundrel, or dismiss me as tr*sh. Because… “I’ve got a plan.” “What plan?” “A plan to destroy everything.” There won’t be a second failure. This time, I’ll wipe out all my enemies. …But first, I need to rebuild this damn estate.
Raniel, the promising wizard and the prospective owner of the most renowned magic tower in the kingdom, gives up his title and leaves to join a heroes’ party led by Kyle, the warrior. Along with the other members, Raniel sets out on adventures to slay the Demon Lord—the evil being who trampled his village long ago. He spends four years defeating the dark forces and grinding half of his life to save his team, only to find out that his effort has been in vain. Kyle suddenly kicks Raniel out of the party one day, claiming that their goals are different. Devastated after getting betrayed by his team, Raniel decides to return to the tower, but things grow worse when he runs into a succubus queen on his way back, gets cursed, and realizes… he has turned into a girl?!
[Unique Ability: Curse of Fear – Causes extreme stress and fear to any living creature within a 50m radius.] …But why am I okay?
In the back alleys of the Central Empire, there appears a monster that eats people. And that’s me.
In the world of comedy anime, I was living an ordinary life until I became possessed by a dark fantasy novel I was reading before falling asleep. ‘Hahaha! Don’t hold a grudge -..!’ ‘Ugh, cough cough…seriously…my clothes are ruined.’ ‘…!?’ Though I was stabbed in the stomach, I calmly stood up and pulled out the spear. Originally, residents of the comedy world are a race that can be torn into 100 pieces and still come back to life the next day. ‘Stop it! Stop now! How long do you plan to sacrifice me?’ ‘No…I mean..’ ‘I’ve become strong to protect you…what have I become?’ Residents in the comedy world are just a race that vomits blood even if they stub their toe. I never made any sacrifices..but my delusion deepens and my obsession grows. One day, while I was half-imprisoned and taking care of some pitiful kids… ‘Are you the boss?’ ‘Excuse me?’ Before I knew it, I had become the behind-the-scenes boss of a huge underworld organization.
