Grayback

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. 

Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends.

By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker).

Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue.

And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos.

[WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.]

Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent

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Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

Gregory said to Hansen's side before looking at the elf infiltrators standing behind him.


"Let's move, my young soldiers. Our mission ends here."


Gregory and his subordinates were about to leave the arena. And they hoped nobody would stop them– an unrealistic dream they dared to entertain in their heads just for the sake of it.


Hansen's side was about to move against them. It was about to show them how costly Gregory's infiltration would be to the kingdom of Layos and all the infiltrators involved.


Suddenly, however, an overwhelming presence prevented both sides from moving. Infiltrators and rankers looked in a particular direction as a Sage flew towards the arena from a distance. It was as if a meteor was propelled by an alchemy rocket. The Sage's flight trajectory could be clearly seen because of the white trail he left behind him in the sky.


King’s Hand- Garos Renar