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 took it all in, then shouted over the gathering chaos.

"Battle teams, eyes sharp! Formation sweep across the western ridge. We march in five!"

Even amid the rising roar of the ant swarm, his voice carried strength.

He dropped down into the wedge between two fireteams, motioning to a nearby messenger. "Tell all Stage Threes, when the warriors arrive, they're on us. Keep them busy so our Stage Ones and grunts can mop up the rest."

Grumble darted past again, this time dragging a corpse twice his size by the tongue.

Steve roared triumphantly as he swooped down to pick up an ant head, tossing it in the air and trying to catch it in his mouth like a dog with a ball. He missed. The head splattered onto a tent, setting it on fire.

Warrior Ants