Zombeater

[2025 WSA ENTRY] 

Darin was just a simple blacksmith. He wanted a quiet life, a steady job, and maybe enough money to fix the hole in his roof.

But fate had other plans.

Thanks to an unfortunate mix of coincidences, a ridiculous prophecy, and some very excitable villagers, Darin suddenly finds himself labeled as the reincarnation of an ancient, all-powerful Dark Lord. Now, knights want to slay him, cultists want to worship him, and political schemers want to manipulate him, all while he desperately tries to convince everyone that he is just some guy.

With misunderstandings piling up faster than he can escape them, Darin must navigate a world that insists on making him its next great villain… whether he likes it or not.

A comedy of mistaken identity, accidental power plays, and one very confused protagonist, I Was Mistaken for the Reincarnated Evil Overlord is a lighthearted fantasy adventure where every denial only makes things worse.

[NO HAREM]

I Was Mistaken for the Reincarnated Evil Overlord

Darin yawned, stretching his sore muscles as he stepped out of the steaming bath.

Which was a rarity, considering his life had recently consisted of being covered in blood, sweat, and existential dread.

His hair was damp, clinging to his forehead, and he reached for a towel to dry it off.

The bath had been a momentary escape. A rare luxury after everything that had happened with Duke Varian.

Sure, there was probably a bounty on his head.

Sure, he had unintentionally embarrassed the nobility.

And sure, there was a high likelihood someone was currently plotting his gruesome murder.

He sighed in relief, running a hand through his hair as he pulled on a simple tunic.

Maybe nobody would try to kill him for once.

And six assassins watching from the shadows immediately turned deathly pale.

The Assassin’s Final Meeting in Life