Novels tagged with Arrogant Characters

  • The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that I wasn't dead. However, I was no longer in my own world. I wasn't in the underworld, any kind of heaven, or a strange afterlife. I was inside a novel I had only heard about in passing. It was a fantasy story that my subordinates always talked about. It was the story of a regular person who entered the body of the 12th prince and embarked on a journey to become heir to the throne of the Emberfield Kingdom and, eventually, the hero of the world. Throughout that journey, the 12th prince encounters mystical creatures who become his allies, assembles a motley crew of warriors, forms alliances with various kingdoms, fights against an evil organization intent on destroying the world, and even becomes the hero known to everyone across all three continents. Whenever my subordinates updated me on the story, I often heard them jokingly wish they could get hit by a truck, enter the book, become the 12th prince, and finally live out such a fairy-tale-like story instead of suffering in the real world. I always laughed and told them that the more they wished for it to happen to them, the more likely it was to happen to somebody else who didn't even want it, so instead of wishing for nonsense, they should get back to work. And as if my words were a curse- When I died, I was the one sent into the book. But the problem was… I wasn't sent into the body of the 12th prince who becomes the hero of 3 continents! I was sent into the body of the illegitimate 13th prince, an EXTRA who died within the very first chapter that had been summarized to me. As I stared at the king, the queen, concubines, and half-siblings, all wishing for his death, I only had one thought. Once I made it out of this situation, I needed to amass enough money and power to protect myself, figure out why and how I had been brought into the story, and live a peaceful and fruitful life away from all the incidents that were sure to happen if I couldn't find a way home. As for what would happen to the kingdom and the rest of the world? It had absolutely nothing to do with me. Let the 12th prince handle it just like he had in the story. I planned on living my own life.

  • Some magic is taboo for a reason… the kind of magic that can be so dangerous and takes such an immense toll that it kills you the more you use it. But Feather has been handling the most lethal and forbidden of taboo magic for centuries, an unstable form magic known as the concept of anything. Which, as the name implies, lets him do absolutely anything he wants. Yet instead of seeking recognition for accomplishing the impossible, Feather spends all his time aimlessly wandering all the many pockets of the Udimeia, doing whatever silly things he pleases. He does whatever he wants, and only ever listens to himself. With his power, who could stop him? Luckily for the world, Feather has a hobby of helping people and causing mysterious miracles, a truly marvelous guy... if you ignore all the tricks, threats, and landmarks that have now been destroyed and wiped off the map. And, of course, he hasn’t died… permanently, at least. In another hand of cards, there is Cirrus Aixon, the crown prince of Lilino and future leader of the Central Domain Alliance. A man destined for greatness since the moment he was born, he's been prophesied to save the world and stop reality from breaking, but if he's honest, he'd never wanted that burden. He’d never asked for that role to be his. But he doesn't see any other options but to live by the oracle's words, with his lack of confidence and conviction being very ugly flaws. By the time he's sent on a wild goose chase on his grandmother's order and finds himself attempting to hunt down a miracle worker that no one is even certain exists, Cirrus is just trying to focus on what's expected of him, because the very last thing he wants to do is let people down.

  • "Nothing has value. Everything is useful." Dear reader, have you ever heard of the Transforming Hero genre? You know the one, average guy (either a cinnamon roll or absolute filth) gets a transformation device, shouts something cool, and BAM! He's kicking evil's ass while surrounded by explosions and collectible power ups designed to milk your wallet! Yeah. That genre. So imagine my excitement when I, an unapologetic tokusatsu nerd, get flattened by the infamous Truck-kun and wake up in a fantasy world full of magic and not urban fantasy... Also, I reincarnated as an elf girl with a monstrous mana pool and long-ass lifespan... PERFECT! Because my wish wasn't to be the hero. No no no. My dream is to be the crazy scientist behind the hero. The one making the flashy transformation belts, overpowered weapons, and seasonal collectible gadgets that make kids scream and parents cry. And thanks to my elf perks, I can finally build all that! One catch though… I need high-quality materials. Like "boss-tier monster drops" level. So I join the Hero’s Party to harvest rare loot. unfortunately the so-called "hero" is a walking red flag. Super OP? Yes. Handsome? Sure. Morally bankrupt manipulator who brainwashed an entire harem using his Cheat? Absolutely. Luckily, I’m immune- probably because I died bricked up over transforming gadgets and people in suits rather than the people... and not because a certain title. There this one poor sap who is just the luggage carrier now. (He’s carrying my stuff too- heaviest bag, no regrets.) Apperently he stayed to watch over his childhood friend? GHAHAHAAHA. HOW AMUSING! So I made a choice. That guy? He’s getting my first transformation belt. And he’s going to use it to wipe that smug, sparkly grin off Mr. Blessed’s face. After that? He can keep the belt or toss it- I just need more field data. Because anyone can be a true transforming hero- whether it’s a 2000s kid with 2001 powers or a CEO turning children into glitch zombies. Illustration: https://bit.ly/49FTcSC

  • By the time I realized it, I had reincarnated into another world. I kept sleeping, and at some point I became a Demon Lord. Even though I never wished for it. But for me to not have to work, this world is the best. It must be true that good things happen to good people. The flavor of Sloth is as sweet as honey. Glory, diligence, virtue, or honor. I have no interest in anything like that. What’s there to hide? The Lazy king is… none other than me.