Darling In The Franxx Character

He was a man of immense power and striking beauty, nobly aloof and coldly proud. One day, a bodyguard reported, "Young Master, the Young Mistress has been falsely accused of meddling in someone else's relationship!" "Expose the video of the other party breaking the hidden rules." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has run away from home!" "Pack up immediately, I'm going with her." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has gone to a matchmaking event!" The man was furious, seizing her cheeks in his hand, "Still daring to go on blind dates?" 【After Marriage】Qiao An propped her chin with her hand, gazing at the handsome man in the apron, her voice languid, "Husband~ Is there anything you can't do?" The man's slender fingers fed her the peeled shrimp, "Yes, I can't leave you." 【Little Bun】 After being disciplined by dad's family law, little Bun's eyes brimmed with tears, "Mommy, am I still your Baobei? The kind that you can't bear to scold when I make a mistake, the kind you soften and hug me?" (Heartwarming Petting)

She was supposed to be a lady of the Marquis' mansion but became a farmer's daughter due to a mix-up at birth. After painstakingly growing up into a beautiful and graceful lady, nobody came to propose to her. Many said she was ugly and mentally challenged or a cursed child who brought misfortune to her parents. But her husband, whom she picked up along the way, was actually the future Prime Minister. The little monk she adopted on the mountain was one of the six Divine Generals. Even the old lady she rescued without much thought turned out to be the current Empress. A certain man said fiercely, "Dear, I'll deal with anyone who dares to bully you!" The Divine General said, "Sister, just tell me whichever territory of the six kingdoms you want. I'll conquer it for you!" The Empress said, "The Emperor bullied my darling? Just wait! I'll depose him right away!"

Haruki Arai was a dying man with a dream—ignored by the world, betrayed by his own body, and abandoned by everyone. But just as he gives up and leaps into the void, fate twists. He awakens not in heaven… but inside the world of the manga he spent his final days creating. Only—he's not the hero he designed. He's someone else. Someone… dangerous. Trapped in a fantasy realm on the brink of war, Haruki must face monsters, magic, and the haunting echoes of his past. If this world is his last shot at life—can he make it count, or will he break again? A dark isekai story about regret, rebirth, and rewriting destiny—from the ink of despair to the fire of a second chance.

Vonjo was on his way to work when the ground gave out beneath him—and he fell into the abyss. When he woke up, he found himself inside a novel, reborn as a nameless sorcerer from one of the strongest and most ruthless clans. The problem? He’s completely average. In a clan that only values strength, that makes him worthless. He’s cast aside without hesitation. Years later, the clan suddenly calls him back—not out of trust, but because they need someone expendable. Vonjo knows exactly what this is: a suicide mission. But along the way, he meets the story’s real protagonist… and everything changes. A system awakens. The Strongest Side-Character System. Its rules are simple: Act like the strongest. Make others believe it. Receive daily rewards. He doesn’t need to be the protagonist. He just needs to play his role as the strongest sorcerer there is.

Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. I was Doomed from the start! [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- [WSA2025 ENTRY!] Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere [Author Note:- I don't need any castle or spacecraft, etc. i think it's waste of money sending those big gifts. So save your money and just read if you like the novel.] discord link:- https://discord.gg/M3hPczEUjf

Waking up in an unfamiliar world with no memories, I had only one advantage, a mind filled with knowledge of fictional tropes, clichés, and common sense learned from countless novels. At first, I thought I was trapped in a romcom nightmare when I started triggering events like "Helping a Girl on a Rainy Day", "Damsel in Distress", and "Tripping Into the Heroine’s Arms." Naturally, I shut those nonsense down before they could escalate. No forced romances. No misunderstandings. No cringe. But something was clearly off. The world wasn’t just a slice-of-life comedy. Beneath the cliché academy setting, there were whispers of awakening powers, hidden dangers, and a brutal magic academy entrance exam. And every challenge I prevented or manipulated was an opportunity to grow stronger. [Title Earned: Background Character.] [Achievement Unlocked: Firm Mind.] [New Skill Acquired: Background Character's Aura.] [New Ability Acquired: Anti-Narrative Influence.] I may be just a background character, but if fate insists on throwing these events at me, I’ll turn them into stepping stones. Let the protagonists play their scripted roles — I have my own path to power.

Thrown out like garbage. Raised in shadows. Now the whole world can’t take their eyes off her. Found behind a dumpster and raised in the slums, Rani never knew where she came from—only that survival was a daily fight. But when a powerful billionaire claims her as his long-lost daughter, she is suddenly swept into a world of power, wealth, and scrutiny. Adopted into the Mehra empire, Rani quickly learns that family isn't always made of love. Her three new “brothers” treat her like an outsider. The world calls her a gold-digger. And just when she starts to believe she might belong, a DNA test on her 18th birthday shatters everything. Publicly disowned, thrown out of the mansion, and stripped of every luxury, Rani is left with nothing. Nothing—except her fire. What the Mehra family didn’t know is that Rani never needed their money. Never needed their pity. Because her real power lies in her presence—how she lifts others, unites strangers, and makes even her enemies admire her. From the ruins of rejection, she rises. From “trash girl” to self-made icon. And soon, the same people who scorned her… are fighting just to stand beside her. She was never just a mistake in a DNA test. She is everyone’s darling. And she always was.

Yun Chunuan’s transmigration as a princess for an alliance marriage had started with abuse. However, she stayed calm and said, “I can escape!” Yet, the muscular general caught her back! Yun Chunuan thought he would lock her up and abuse her, but he held her in his arms instead, whispering sweet words to her passionately! It appeared that this muscular general’s hobby was to embrace the soft and tiny princess in his arms! No! She wouldn’t have it! She was a beautiful young woman of the 21st century who never even held a man’s hand before. She couldn’t possibly marry him! He had the physique of a bear, so how could Yun Chunuan’s delicate body endure that when they were to make love? Yun Chunuan planned another escape. But this plan failed as well, and the general took her home once more. After spending so much time together, Yun Chunuan came to realize that she had misunderstood the man. He wasn’t a scary person, but a gentle and meticulous man! After falling for him, Yun Chunuan began doting on her husband! The civilians of Bian Liao Kingdom lacked resources? Fear not! She knew modern science to help them all raise to riches! There was a shortage of food for the army at Bian Liao? Fear not! She had spiritual blood beads that could help develop agriculture! But wait! The prince regent of that huge country suddenly showed up claiming to be her ex-lover! He even wanted her to execute a mission of killing her husband! Yun Chunuan smirked and opened the door to her bedroom, calling out softly, “Honey~”

When young master Amos was suddenly attacked and killed by the MC, an "angel" appeared offering him a chance at revenge.

Shivam was just a normal guy. A government employee finally living a stable life after surviving an orphan’s hell and fighting tooth and nail through every damn obstacle life threw his way. He love anime, web novels, and his one true obsession light novels. His favorite? Transmigrated as a Third-Rate Villain. The plot? Fire. The fights? Insane. The worldbuilding? God-tier. And the characters? Untouchable—especially Marcus Ardent and Daelen Vorcrest, the last heroes of mankind. But then came the final chapter. Marcus dead. Daelen gone. The entire continent, erased with a single, lazy keystroke. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” “What kind of brain-dead garbage ending is this?! You killed everyone for shock value! You threw away the best characters like trash!” Shivam didn’t just hate-comment the author. He cursed them. Then went to sleep. And woke up as Ezra Celestrian. The most forgettable side character in the novel. A man who was supposed to be dead. Only… something’s wrong. Ezra isn’t weak. He never was. He was the strongest human side character in the novel—so talented, the author killed him early to keep the power scaling in check. But now Shivam is him. And the story is no longer in the author’s hands. “Why the hell do I keep talking like a noble?” “What the fuck is this ‘Divine Enemy’ trait!?” The world believes Ezra is dead. But Shivam’s done playing along. “You dragged me into your broken story. You killed my favorite characters. You erased everything I loved for a cheap twist.” “Fine. I’ll fix your mess. I’ll rewrite your story.” “And when I find you, ‘Author’—I swear to god, I’m gonna shove that ending down your throat.” —————— Now available: +5 Chapter Bundle for just 500 Coins! Support this poor author and get ahead of the story! Ezra won’t wait—and neither will the plot twists..

Era pra ser só mais um dia comum. No metrô a caminho do trabalho, Ethan decidiu passar o tempo jogando Fragmented Worlds, um RPG mobile que vinha jogando há anos. Ele estava prestes a entrar na fase final — a arena do boss — quando algo estranho aconteceu. A tela pulou direto para os créditos. Antes que pudesse entender, o metrô tremeu violentamente. As luzes piscaram. E então… tudo parou. Uma mensagem apareceu, não no jogo, mas como se fosse do próprio mundo: Erro 4924: Personagem não encontrado. Ele não era mais parte daquele sistema. Agora, ao lado de seus novos companheiros, Ethan precisa sobreviver, lutar contra monstros e descobrir seu verdadeiro papel — algo muito maior do que jamais imaginou.

The main character had it all. Power, love, and a world that revolved around him. That’s why Kai was thrilled when he woke up as Axel Lycan, the protagonist of his favorite book, Easy Survival in the Academy. Determined to do his best, Kai quickly realized something was wrong, everyone hated him. Even the heroines, who were destined to love him, wouldn’t give him a second glance. As the main character, he faced endless problems, schemes, betrayals, constant attacks, and insults. With no one willing to stand by his side, he gave up on making friends and focused solely on getting stronger. He pushed his cheat skills to the limit, training relentlessly until all he could feel was numbness. The final calamity was supposed to be fought alongside his classmates, the people who were meant to care about him. Instead, Kai faces it alone and barely survives. As he lies bleeding out on the hard floor, a message appears: [Mission Failed] World Collapse Romance Difficulty Lowered Boss Difficulty Increased Stay on the plot line Now, he was brought back to the first day he was summoned. He was being forced to be nice to the ones who brought him pain, his heart empty and cold. But this time… something’s different. People don’t hate him. They aren’t all kind but were way less cruel to him. Even the heroines don’t shy away from him. Why was it now, when he was broken, that they started to care? 1 chapter a day. 800-1000+ words per chapter power stones = bonus chapter

I died. Not heroically. Not tragically. Just... stupidly. Being bombed by a dumb fucker for something I didn't even do. And now? I’ve transmigrated. Not into some epic fantasy. Not into some genius magician. Nope. I woke up inside the flop novel my best friend wrote—the one I “improved” by butchering into a game. The catch? I’m not the protagonist. Not even the villain. I’m Rael Von Ashborn—the dumb extra who gets executed in chapter one after drunkenly kissing the Female lead's mom. Yeah. That guy. Now I have few days to live. Unless I can somehow unlock a good class and dodge the wrath of a psychopathic duke with a grudge and a god-tier class. Oh, and did I mention my maid’s a gorilla? Right. Welcome to hell. __________________ Additional Tags. #TransmigrationNovel #ClassAwakening #MagicAndMonsters #MorallyGrayProtagonist #SarcasticMC #VillainMCVibes #DarkHumorFantasy #SecondLife #HiddenIdentity #MysteriousAwakening #AlienInvasionFantasy #PoliticalIntrigue #PowerHierarchy #OverpoweredExtra #FantasyWithModernTwist #MagicAcademyWorld #WittyMC #CunningMC #ArrogantGenius #SlowBurnRomance ____________________ [Discord Server -https://discord.gg/Pu5JUj75VR ]

“I wasn’t supposed to be born… so why am I here?” I reincarnated into a fantasy novel I once read — but not as the hero, villain, or even a background extra. No. I was reborn as the twin brother of one of the main characters — the cold and powerful heiress of the Duke's family. A twin who… shouldn't exist. There was no mention of me in the story. Not even a single line. Now, with my past-life memories intact, I know one thing: my existence breaks the script of this world. A world of swords, magic… and yet, somehow, I awakened a power that should never exist here. A power that answers only to me. A power I can become. Why was I brought into a story where I have no role? And if I don’t belong here… what happens when I start rewriting the tale?

Meredith, or Edith for short, woke up in chains, a slave to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But things took a turn, and she managed to escape that burning fate. But little did she know that fate had other plans for her. Although she escaped the burning auction house, she was saved by the most unlikely person. One whom she had been warned from childhood to avoid, and if any by chance she ever crosses paths with, she should flee. King Davion Ashbourne. No one knew for certain what he was, but they all feared him. He was a man of many mysteries, and his reputation preceded him. Even other kings and creatures feared him. But Edith found herself drawn to him. Drawn to his darkness. In him, she found a home away from home. In him, she found a soul lonely and in need of saving. …… Excerpt “How about a little game?” He said, his gaze still steady on Edith. Edith ached a brow, finding his suggestion rather amusing. But that changed when he opened his mouth and uttered the following words, “If you win, you may go. But if you lose, I keep you. But no longer as a servant who gets her wages but as a pet of mine.” “May I ask what game?” Edith asked with furrowed brows. She had no I tensions of participating in his games, but she was curious to know what type of game Davion would play. His lips curled beautifully and slowly as he leaned forward, with a finger under her chin, he whispered, “Hide and Seek,” he straightened his posture and continued, “Or as I prefer to call it, The Hnter and the Prey.”

This is the story of a boy named Ace, who was involved in an accident. A girl cried and held him in her arms—but suddenly, he found himself in a different place, a world that turned out to be the very game he used to play. How will Ace face everything that lies ahead? Let’s follow his journey closely.

He's not a hero. Not a villain either. Just a man with no way out. Andress, a 22-year-old ordinary man, suddenly found himself buried beneath a pile of mysterious books titled Bad Ending. For an entire year, he was consumed by the tragic tales of a world doomed to collapse-again and again. But when he turned the final page, he realized... He had been pulled into that very world. Not as the protagonist. Not as the antagonist. But as someone who was never even written into the story. To return home, Andress must carry out a mission from the Goddess of the Universe. But this world doesn't want to be saved. The story has already been written. The ending is already set. And if becoming a killer is the only way back-so be it.

A Novel that Goes against Tropes. 'The Chosen One'? overrated. 'OP protagonist'? Ctrl+A+Delete. 'Protagonist as the Side-character'? Triple check ✅.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

I was born invisible. Not weak. Not strong. Just… unseen. No one called my name. No one stopped to ask if I was okay. I was the background noise of a world that only cared about power, titles, and destiny. And when the Tower appeared—black, colossal, hovering in the sky—it changed everything. Awakening screens descended. Skills were granted. Ranks assigned. Heroes rose overnight. I got nothing. [Rank: F] [Skill: None] [Title: None] No second chance. No secret talent. Just a system stamp declaring me worthless. While others became legends, I stayed behind—sweeping streets, watching the world from the sidelines. Until one night… a second screen appeared. [You have been chosen.] [Monarch System Activated.] Not a normal system. Not something given to everyone. Something darker. Older. Meant for those long forgotten. I don’t know what this Monarch System wants. I don’t know why I was chosen. But if this world turns life into a game, then I’ll rewrite the rules. I may have started as an extra. But I’ll climb that Tower. I’ll carve my name into the sky. Even if I have to die a thousand times— I’ll save everyone. Thank you everyone for reading the book. Just a massage for you.. I'll also upload this story at Royal Road and also in TAPAS.

After saving one world from a Demon God and earning the trust and devotion of a perverted goddess, Sol is rewarded with all his powers intact and sent back home with the goddess accompanying him as his personal slave. That was supposed to be the end, the Demon God was supposed to be his last great trial. However, they are both summoned once again to an even more doomed world, almost immediately after returning to Sol's. This time around, Sol refuses his role as hero. Unable to find rest, he turns his wrath to the pantheon of gods in a spiteful quest to become the strongest being in existence, followed by his slave who took his place as hero. Battles await, secrets of old begin to scurry into the light when the world as he knows it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

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Kaito lives a quiet life, alone and unnoticed. Until one day, he meets a strange girl on a bench. She gives him kindness without reason… and then disappears. This is a story about loneliness, silent connections, and a moment that changed everything — even if only for a little while.

"It's to be expected.... After all, he is the descendant of the first calamity." ________________ After his unexpected death, Kyle transmigrated into a novel as a side character. An unfamiliar character. Someone with barely any relevance to the story.... So he was surprised when he awakened his bloodline, something he had expected to be weak was actually— [Congratulations!! You have successfully awakened: Bloodline of the First Calamity] —The strongest.

An ordinary university graduate got himself transmigrated to a fantasy world based on a soulless cash grab of a gacha game. Lloyd, his new identity, chose to stay away from the main plot by acting as a background character, hoping he could enjoy the fun of the magical academy. But like all fantasy isekai academy stories, things are never going in our protagonist's ways.

When Jace Smith suddenly kicks the bucket and finds himself reborn in a novel he used to detest, he becomes Avery Ford—a troubled Omega from a wealthy family, struggling with a serious heart condition and a not-so-great reputation. In this new life, Avery has to figure out how to break free from his overbearing dad, Callan. His best shot at freedom? Getting married. That's where Sloane Delaney comes in. He’s a wealthy alpha and the grandson of a powerful matriarch, dealing with the fallout from a traumatic car accident that left him both physically and emotionally scarred. For Avery, Sloane’s scars don’t matter much. When Sloane pops the marriage proposal at the perfect time, Avery sees it as a chance to start fresh. At first, their marriage seems like a practical solution, with both guys looking for an escape. But as Avery starts to genuinely care for the quiet and gentle Sloane, their simple arrangement gets way more complicated. Loving Sloane isn’t a walk in the park. He’s haunted by betrayal and wrestling with his past, while also on a quest for revenge. His moods swing wildly—sometimes he’s warm and inviting, other times he’s icy and distant. This rollercoaster leaves Avery feeling lost, but he’s determined to get through to Sloane, even if it might cost him everything. As they deal with revenge schemes, hidden family secrets, a dangerous ex, and cutthroat business rivals, Avery and Sloane try to navigate their rocky journey together. Can they find comfort and healing in their unexpected love, or will Avery’s feelings stay one-sided as Sloane battles the darkness that threatens to swallow him whole? Thanks so much for checking out my story! I hope you enjoy following Avery and Sloane’s journey as much as I loved writing it. Your support means the world—please consider leaving a review, comment, or vote! ABO (Alpha, Beta and Omega) Male pregnancy at the later stage of the story Mc falls first but Ml falls harder Disabled Ml Slow burn romance Smut at the later part of the story Healing and Character growth This is my WSA 2025 entry, any support is deeply appreciated by this humble author.

After dying in the real world, I woke up inside the very novel I never got to finish. But I’m not the hero. Not the villain. Just a side character ranked 1825 out of 2000, with a G-rank talent and no future. But there’s one glitch: I wasn’t supposed to exist. And the system doesn’t know what to do with me anymore…