MAJOR

Jake wasn’t a saint—just a man who played the role people expected. A former athlete turned aimless drifter, he spent his days coasting and his nights as someone’s little secret, paid for services no one wanted to admit they needed. 

But one wrong move, one moment in the wrong place, and his life is over. 

When he wakes up, it’s not to the world he knew but to something out of a myth—a land ruled by powerful elven women, where men are nothing more than ancient legends. Now reborn as the child of a powerful princess, his existence is an anomaly—one even his own mother doesn’t understand. Fearing he may be some kind of curse, she keeps his identity a secret, shielding him from the world. 

Because in a world of only women… what happens when they find out what he really is? 

As Eren learns more about this world, he discovers he is linked to an ancient prophecy—one that speaks of uniting the seven tribes. To survive, he must rely on his wit, charm, and thirst for adventure, forging his own path to bring them together before the world tears itself apart. To do so, he must complete a ritual known as TUNA, with each queen and her commander, while facing the greatest enemy the kingdoms once fought before they were divided.


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Note: Mc growth will be slow until chapter 18 

*My first book and my entry into WSA!

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Reincarnated Into A World Of Elves As The Only Man

The shadow portal vanished, taking Eren with it and leaving behind only swirling mist and unsettling silence. Queen Elysia stood frozen, blood dripping slowly from her wounded palm onto the soft meadow grass.

Captain Diana surveyed the surroundings with practiced vigilance before approaching the Queen. "Your Majesty, we should establish camp before nightfall. Your wound needs attention."

Elysia blinked, emerging from her stunned state. "Yes... you're right, Captain."

The Moonlight warriors worked with disciplined efficiency, erecting silver canvas tents in a protective circle. Soon, a small fire burned at the center of their camp, casting long shadows across troubled faces. The Queen's larger tent stood slightly apart, adorned with subtle lunar insignia of the royal house.

As the camp settled, Queen Elysia emerged from her tent, her palm freshly bandaged. Her face was composed once more, though strain showed in the tightness around her eyes.

The Truth Revealed