Meowinator

A chilling air swept across the desert as a figure in a black cloak and obsidian crown walked toward the advancing army of House Elyria.

With a raise of his hand, the sun turned black, plunging the battlefield into darkness. The wind ripped away the sand, revealing an ocean of skulls, and from it, thousands of undead surged, surrounding the army.

Blood spilled, and with each death, the army grew—undead rising even before their bodies hit the ground. The figure stepped onto the shoulder of a massive giant, its molten eyes burning as it crushed entire squads with a single swing.

As the black sun set, only the general remained. Kneeling, he glared. “You think this will go unanswered? House Elyria is one of the strongest forces on the continent!"

The figure smirked. "Your House will answer soon enough. I’ll be visiting it tonight."

With a wave, the undead surged, swallowing him whole.


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After his death in an accident, Roye awakens in the midst of a dark sacrificial ritual, surrounded by hundreds of lifeless corpses inside the body of Roye Valdrin—a disowned noble, the forgotten younger brother of a ruthless villainess, and the discarded ex-fiancé of a destined heroine.

Worse yet, he has transmigrated into the world of Valoria, a dark fantasy realm where humanity began reclaiming its place on the surface only eight hundred years ago, after living underground for millennia with no idea why they were forced to hide in the first place.

A world where gods and ancient emperors still influence the living from their graves.
A world where politics run amok.
A world where evil hearts and questionable morality lurk beneath a beautiful facade.

Could he even survive in such a brutal world?

Core Bloodline Acquired—
Special Inheritance Gained: Apostle of Death.(Rank- Unknown)

Roye doesn’t know if he will survive, but he knows one thing: he’ll do whatever it takes. Messing with the plot, killing main characters—nothing is off-limits.

If the world wants to destroy him, he’ll burn it down first.

Extra's Guide to Surviving a Dark Fantasy World

Everyone gasped, watching with wide eyes as my lifeless body lay splattered on the ground. Aria widened her eyes in shock, and Seylith narrowed his eyes, not trying to hide the mysterious smile on his face.

The upper half of my body was separated from my torso, lying in my own pool of blood; overall, it was a very gruesome scene.

To them, at least, from my point of view, everything felt a little different.

I tried to speak but failed to move my mouth, instead being forced to watch the carnage around me. The defenses on my uniform had activated the instant it had come in contact with that monster, encasing me in a defensive golden cocoon.

It was quite a shame that it had taken me so long to realize this. I looked at the sight of a panicking Aria lunging towards the beast, trying to make an opening for the mages behind her.

Entering the Academy