fredrick_anele

[The criteria for unlocking the system have been fulfilled.]

[System synchronization with host commencing.]

[Synchronization complete. Congratulations. You have been given a chance to become the most desirable human in this world, just as you wished.]

“This isn’t what I wished for.”

[What seems to be the problem?] the voice asked, a hint of curiosity in her tone.

“I asked to be the most desirable human, not a woman!” he exclaimed, frustrated as he cupped his newfound breasts.


Sylvester Lancaster, a dedicated and kind-hearted unactractive policeman, often dismissed and treated like a doormat, snaps after discovering his newlywed wife in bed with his best friend. Consumed by rage, he goes on a violent rampage, only to realize the horrific extent of his actions when the blood cools—he has committed murder. Panicked, he attempts to flee but is struck by a car and meets his untimely death.
However, death is far from the end. Sylvester awakens in a morgue, only to find himself in a bizarre alternate universe—trapped in the body of a stunning young woman named Cara Bolton.


In this new world where Sylvester has transmigrated to, vampires, werewolves, witches, and other supernatural beings coexist in a fragile balance with humans, their uneasy peace marked by underlying tensions and hidden conflicts. Among the supernaturals, vampires reign supreme as the most dominant and influential. The system reveals to Sylvester that he now wields two new skills: the power to read minds and the ability to detect lies, skills inherited from Cara, the body’s former inhabitant who was a fairy. 

The system assigns him quests to complete, allowing him to level up and gain all remaining skills a fairy possesses. Many of these missions involves sex, manipulating and exploiting people, as well as infiltrating the vampiric council.

My Anti-hero Fairy System

The officer stepped out of his patrol car, his boots crunching against the asphalt as he approached. Just as he neared the driver's side window, loud thuds erupted from the trunk—Lisa, kicking and shouting, her muffled cries growing louder.

Joana and Cara froze, their wide eyes locking in mutual panic.

"What now?" Cara whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Stay chill, Cara," Joana said, though the faint flicker of unease in her eyes betrayed her usual confidence.

"How can you tell me to stay chill? He's going to hear her! We're going to jail for kidnapping that bitch in the trunk," Cara hissed, her voice trembling.

Joana glanced at her with a wry smile. "You're so adorable right now. I swear, I want to take a picture of you, frame it, and hang it on my wall."

"Joana, this isn't the time for jokes! Be serious!" Cara snapped.

52. Officer Voight