Raniel, the promising wizard and the prospective owner of the most renowned magic tower in the kingdom, gives up his title and leaves to join a heroes’ party led by Kyle, the warrior. Along with the other members, Raniel sets out on adventures to slay the Demon Lord—the evil being who trampled his village long ago. He spends four years defeating the dark forces and grinding half of his life to save his team, only to find out that his effort has been in vain. Kyle suddenly kicks Raniel out of the party one day, claiming that their goals are different. Devastated after getting betrayed by his team, Raniel decides to return to the tower, but things grow worse when he runs into a succubus queen on his way back, gets cursed, and realizes… he has turned into a girl?!

War hero. The strongest in the world. Those are the epithets of the protagonist I created in my novel. Now I have to catch and destroy that bastard.

I reunited with the girl who left me when I lost everything.

202X. In the back alleys of Seoul, South Korea… He looked down at the heroes under his feet—the heroes who adorned themselves in a variety of colorful clothes, as if they were K-pop idols on TV. Those heroes? They were crawling beneath him, their gaudy outfits smeared with dirt. That was the true nature of being a hero. He hoped the individuals before him learned that lesson well. It was time to ensure they never forgot it. As a magical girl, he swung his hammer down. This is a bright story. The story of a man reclaiming his light.

I just want to see the faces of those who cherish me, utterly ruined and soaked in guilt, as I die tragically right before their eyes. (The End)

In the world of comedy anime, I was living an ordinary life until I became possessed by a dark fantasy novel I was reading before falling asleep. ‘Hahaha! Don’t hold a grudge -..!’ ‘Ugh, cough cough…seriously…my clothes are ruined.’ ‘…!?’ Though I was stabbed in the stomach, I calmly stood up and pulled out the spear. Originally, residents of the comedy world are a race that can be torn into 100 pieces and still come back to life the next day. ‘Stop it! Stop now! How long do you plan to sacrifice me?’ ‘No…I mean..’ ‘I’ve become strong to protect you…what have I become?’ Residents in the comedy world are just a race that vomits blood even if they stub their toe. I never made any sacrifices..but my delusion deepens and my obsession grows. One day, while I was half-imprisoned and taking care of some pitiful kids… ‘Are you the boss?’ ‘Excuse me?’ Before I knew it, I had become the behind-the-scenes boss of a huge underworld organization.