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 was having a fantastic dream, one of those rare, blissful moments where everything just made sense.

A grand feast stretched before him, piled high with delicacies from across the realm. No cultists chanting cryptic nonsense, no Vincent causing chaos, no nobles breathing down his neck. Just peace, authority, and complete control over his life.

And, of course, the stunning beauty seated gracefully on his lap.

She was breathtaking, her fingers idly tracing patterns against his chest. She let out a soft, sultry purr, leaning in closer.

"My lord, why do you look so pleased?"

Darin exhaled contentedly, taking in the sheer perfection of the moment. "I just have this feeling… like everything is finally in order."

The woman giggled, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "Oh? Mind if I give you a kiss?"

Darin grinned, tilting his head invitingly. "By all means…"

Morning Annoyances and a Change of Attitude