SaintOfDarkness

{Warning!}

If you like fantasy concepts that are quite different, you can try this out, my friends!

Conspiracies, wars between Empires that sacrifice many lives, battles between powerful people that cause the earth and the sky to shake!

Of course, the various scenes of {R-18}{Yandere}must be something that must appear in the fantasy genre, right? Hahaha

If you're interested, this is something to try!

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Zayn, a successful second-generation individual who excelled in various fields and was often referred to as the "Perfect Human" due to his mastery, was tragically killed by his former fiancée.

The cancellation of their engagement led to his ex-fiancée developing an obsessive love for him, which ultimately drove her to stab him in the heart, resulting in his demise.

''Honey~ I won't let you go, even after death!"

Upon his death, he found himself reincarnated into a fantasy world novel he had once read.

This time, he was reborn as Arthur, a character destined to be a mere side villain and stepping stone.

Determined to rewrite his destiny and not be a pawn for the protagonist, he vowed, "I will alter my fate and ascend to the pinnacle of this existence. The protagonist? Let's see who the true protagonist is now!"

A journey against fate in a fantasy world where the strong eat the weak... Begins!

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[Humm the cover image is not mine and if anyone who has it asks, of course, I'll change it! Thank you!]

What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World?

"Duke, I humbly apologize for the interruption. I come bearing urgent news that demands your immediate attention," a man expressed with a tone of utmost respect, bowing before the commanding presence.

The figure standing before him, draped in a magnificent robe and adorned with fiery red armor, emanated an aura of majestic authority.

His attire, adorned with a blazing emblem and accentuated by striking black details, served as a testament to his commanding stature.

In his right hand, he wielded a sword, its blade gleaming with a fierce, black-tinged red hue.

Hearing the man's words, the imposing figure nodded and spoke with a slightly hoarse and aged voice, "What is it, General Valha?"

Despite the hoarseness, the voice carried a sense of strength that matched the imposing presence of the figure before him.

Time is Running Out and Solutions