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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

"My name is Cara Bolton, and I am not here to be sucked dry by low-class, ugly-looking vampires," she yelled.

The three vampires froze, momentarily stunned by the audacity of a mere human speaking to them like that. The group consisted of two women in barely-there, skin-tight outfits, and the bald, muscular man—who wore nothing but black leather pants.

The bald one grinned. "Ah, this one's got guts. Since you're not here to be sucked dry by 'low-class, ugly-looking vampires,' then tell me—what did you come here for?"

Before Cara could respond, the red-haired woman lunged forward, her eyes gleaming with menace. "This bitch just called us ugly, and you're asking what she came here for?" She turned on the bald vampire. "Thaddeus, don't tell me you're getting hard for this one. Her fate is already sealed."

"Come on, Wilhelmina," the other woman—a tall, black-haired beauty—purred. "Let's hear what the bitch has to say."

78. Joana’s Castle