Character Maker

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? 1-2 chapters a day. 800-1000+ words per chapter

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.com/invite/Ep9PZHSp

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.

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.

“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?

Annie Sloan never expected her life to end on a highway... and restart in a cold mountain village in 1977. No golden finger. No magical system. Just a tarnished name, a forced marriage, and a reputation as the shrew of the neighborhood. But this Annie? She's a top-tier trauma surgeon from the future—fierce, brilliant, and absolutely done playing nice. With nothing but grit, brains, and a stubborn refusal to stay down, she’ll tame gossiping neighbors, outsmart scheming relatives, build a business from scratch, and fight her way into university—one step at a time. By her side? James Weston, the silent soldier husband everyone pities. Reserved, loyal, and hiding a surprisingly dark streak. When the tables turn, he's all in—for her, their future, and anyone who dares stand in their way. In an era of ration coupons, cold stoves, and quiet revolutions, Annie will build a warm home, raise babies, and rewrite her fate—hand in hand with her brooding, black-bellied, wolf-in-uniform husband.

This is a story about crafting A man who fights injustice with golems

Leo Makjin, an ordinary gamer, is suddenly transported to the Eldorian Forest—a world where not only magic, but the ancient art of golem crafting, still lives. Armed with a mysterious Whispering Ring and Elias Thanem’s abandoned journal, he learns to shape life from clay, crystal, and ash… but every creation comes at a price. As he uncovers the secrets of the Ancient Golems and the disappearance of the Golem Makers, will he triumph—or be consumed by the creeping Fog that devours mind and matter?

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.

How long can you keep your sanity when your reality keeps shifting? When you have the power to change the rules the world runs on how will you organize them? How will you spend your time, and what will you do to find happiness?

Lan Hengsheng was once the pride of the Lan Clan, a child prodigy with limitless potential—until his fifth birthday changed everything. Declared spirit coreless, he was abandoned by those who once praised him, dismissed as a mortal in a world ruled by cultivators. His so-called friends turned their backs on him, and the clan that once held him in high regard saw him as nothing more than a disappointment. But Hengsheng holds a secret—one that defies the natural laws of this world. Ding! [Make a wish]  He wished for everything! With the ability to create a system, he doesn’t need talent. He doesn’t need fate’s blessing. He can program his own path to immortality. Why struggle for enlightenment when he can create a Cultivation Optimization System? Why waste decades training when he can install a Time Acceleration System? Why risk his life searching for treasures when he can develop an Auto-Farming System? While other cultivators beg the heavens for guidance, Hengsheng writes his own cultivation manual. Armed with his cheat-like power, he will challenge geniuses, reshape sects, and rewrite the very foundation of cultivation itself. The strongest cultivator is a system maker! Join the Discussion & Share Ideas! Discord: https://discord.gg/T7uyfDPBvd Patreon: patreon.com/Raventan Contribute your ideas and help shape the story!

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.

Alaric was obsessed with books - especially one book series of a specific author. So it was obvious that when the books were made into a game, he instantly played it. The first few alpha stages, then beta, and finally the official release… he tried every possible way to play the game, every start, every art… Finally, he was ready for a full playthrough - three years after the official release. When you have fun at something, time passes very fast. Alaric chose his favourite start - as Marquis Alaric de Violet. Maybe it was because they had the same name… anyways, he loved the character in and out, even though Marquis Violet was technically the Villain of that particular book. Just as he started, while he was dreaming of capturing the alluring Side Character, he suddenly made a mistake that cost him his life… right after pressing 'Play'.

After messaging a bluffs to the game developer of an impossibly hard game, MC gets send to that world as an extra character born in a Dukedom of the Empire. He soon finds out that his body is super weak and starts training using resources for the Dukedom to save the world from ending and live a peaceful calming life after.

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.”

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."

A life of hard work and sacrifice was all he knew, his old world was plagued by dimensional fractures that unleashed monsters upon the land but he was just a normal man. For nineteen years, he devoted himself to mastering an impossibly difficult game, unfortunately as he was about to retire, his life ended, but death was not the end.

Destruction was everywhere. Buildings lay crumbled around him, and corpses littered the cracked, broken roads. The sky burned red as the sun dipped below the horizon, the air thick with the stench of burning flesh and floating ash. Amid the dozens of bodies strewn across the street, one young man lay bleeding, motionless. Three rusted spears were embedded deep in his chest and abdomen. Anyone who saw him would know — he didn’t have long left. ‘Ah… it hurts. It hurts so bad…’ ‘Anyone… help… I— I don’t want to die…’ ‘I’ll do anything… please…’ The pain was too much, he wanted to scream, but he could not. He wanted to reached out, but he couldn't. He'll do anything to live once more — a second chance. [Ding! Your wishes have been heard!] [A distant force is calling to your soul…] [Will you accept?] ▸ [Yes]    ▢ [No] Additional Tags: Skill, System, Gods, Goddesses, Academy, Revenge, no simp, Misunderstanding, Skill Maker, Anime, Creative-Mc, villains, monster, dungeon, portals, elf, memes, cat girl, funny, milfs (hopefully by this people can find this more lol)

Getting reincarnated in another world sounds fun right? Untill it really happens to you... ***************************************** PS: I writed this for enjoyment and enjoyment only so I hope no one will take the story that seriously. if there's any mistakes in grammar or anything else please write a paragraph comment so I can fix it ~cover is made with PixivAi~

How does it feel to be the background character?.With no face, no romance, no emotions and basically no life.Yeah I know it sounds terrible... But it wasn't actually bad because I didn't know I was just a dispensable character in a game... Before then I was living in my own clueless bubble until I got my consciousness. I guess the background character can be the main lead after all

The Moment I Realized I Wasn’t the Main Character. “You were always the protagonist. I was the consequence.” The Side Character’s POV.

In a world where dungeons and monsters invade through portals, hunters rise to fight back with swords, spells, and brute strength. But Jin Tae-Hyun, an F-class failure, is killed by a mutated monster—and awakens ten years in the past with an SSS-class skill hidden behind an F-rank label: **\[The Maker] — A skill that lets him craft weapons, armor, and accessories of any rarity.** From Common to Mythical. From basic swords to sentient, elemental blades. Jin chooses to hide his true power, forge his own path, and rise from the shadows. With each battle, he improves his gear, copies fighting styles, and builds a team of loyal allies. But when a hidden realm tied to ancient crafting appears, Jin’s journey begins to reshape the very world. The blacksmith of tomorrow isn't just a support role— **He's the one who builds legends.**

The Qilin's Descendant that stops the destruction of the world at the hands of the Four Evil Omens with the Four Sacred Beast Guardians. The Vampire Princess that prevents the Blood Lord from a war with the humans. The Onmyoji Genius who stops the evil demons from invading the world. I am none of these people. I am the friend character of these three protagonists and this is my story. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Come follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/DXHaseoXD Discord: https://discord.gg/BGrNgsbXXG

Due to some problems, I won't be able to continue this story for now. This does not mean I am abandoning it for good. Right now, I will incorporate some/many things from it in "The Great Lord". So, I will conclude this here for now. I will come back later. This was going to last 200 chapters anyway.  But as it will be included in "The Great Lord", it will be larger and more interesting. I hope. ------ Synopsis ------ A brilliant scientist, on the verge of a breakthrough in portal technology, miscalculates. The result? A catastrophic failure that pulls him into Primordial Space—a realm beyond mortal comprehension, where time, reality, and existence itself twist into the unknown. By all logic, he should have perished. But the necklace he wore, an ordinary trinket to most, was anything but. A fragment of Primordial Stone, it fused with his essence, allowing him to survive where no mortal should. Eons passed. He went mad. Then sane. Then something beyond both. He studied, adapted, and mastered the boundless forces of that realm. And one day, he escaped. But the mortal world was no longer as he remembered. Awakening from a long coma, he found himself changed—his past a blur, his memories of Primordial Space slipping away like a forgotten dream. Yet, the power remained. The ability to bend the very laws of the universe at his fingertips. Now, in a universe where cultivation, magic, and ancient forces shape destiny, The Law Maker walks his own path—not as a god, not as a cultivator, but as something else entirely. A wanderer, an anomaly, a being who defies the natural order. And his adventure has only just begun.

Due to some problems, I won't be able to continue this story for now. This does not mean I am abandoning it for good. Currently, I will incorporate some aspects of it into "The Great Lord". So, I will conclude this here for now. I will come back later. This was going to last 200 chapters anyway.  But as it will be included in "The Great Lord", it will be larger and more interesting. I hope. -------------------------------------- Synopsis: Nexus had always felt that something was missing — a quiet wrongness he could never explain. It haunted him through every moment of his life... until the day a blinding light tore across the sky and struck him as he sat by a riverbank. When he awoke, he found himself in an unfamiliar realm — greeted by Lumos, a being from a forgotten past. Armed with relics of a life he barely remembers, Nexus chooses a new path: to become a Dimensional Game Maker, crafting worlds beyond imagination with Lumos at his side. Yet even as he builds new realities, a deeper question burns within him — What is his true purpose? --------------------------------------------------------------- Author Note: Due to my studies, I won't be able to follow any release schedule. It means that I won't be able to tell when a new chapter will come out. Will it be 1 day or 1 week or 1 month? Can't tell. But you can rest assured that I won't drop this novel. I will finish it. Join my Discord Server for discussion & other stuff- https://discord.gg/cTDCNc9WAr

A fantasy tale of grief, rebirth and the powerful bonds between men- whether through rivalry, brotherhood or something deeper.

"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.