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[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

Cara tilted her head, her smile widening. "Let's just say I have my ways of being very persuasive."

"Thank you, Cara. Seriously, thank you. I was starting to worry I'd be stuck here all night. And trust me, these guys had plans for me, and none of them were good or pleasant," Travis said, gesturing toward the other inmates in the cell.

One of them, a hulking, muscular man with a face only a mother could love, leaned against the bars and smirked. "Oh, pretty boy's leaving us. That's a shame. I had a romantic evening all planned out, that would include a lot of ramming and pounding."

Travis turned to Cara, mild fear flashing in his eyes. "See what I'm talking about?"

Cara couldn't hold back her laughter. "I get it now. They were going to bend you over and show you a very good time."

"Stop laughing! It's not funny," Travis snapped, grabbing his phone as an officer handed it back to him.

65. Pretty Boy Problems