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

The ground trembled as a deeper, more ominous growl echoed from the shadows of the Reaper Forest.

Darin, still recovering from the absurd realization that his company was filled with battle-hardened maniacs, barely had time to react when the forest itself seemed to shift.

The tentacles weren't just attacking at random anymore.

They withdrew, slithering back into the darkness as if regrouping.

A massive shape emerged from the shadows.

It was colossal, a writhing, monstrous abomination of tentacles, claws, and eyes. Its center mass was a bulging, pulsating form, and its dozens of eyes swiveled in different directions, glowing with a sickly yellow light.

The thing hunched forward, its mouth, a grotesque, vertical slit lined with jagged teeth, unhinged, letting out a guttural hiss.

The entire company stared up at it.

Tentacles?!?!