One moment, Yuto was an ordinary human…( dies).... the next, he woke up in a magical world as a reincarnated spirit with a system but not just any system. This one had a sarcastic streak, mocking him while leveling him up, unlocking skills, and constantly reminding him how ridiculously overpowered he could become.

With a mix of humor, ecchi mishaps, and unrelenting power growth, Yuto builds a kingdom from scratch, recruits friends from every corner of the worldbincluding geniuses, mischievous perverts, and powerful magical creatures and faces monsters, villains, and schemes far beyond imagination.

Will he become a hero, a tyrant, or just a guy having fun while obliterating everything in his path? One thing is certain: in a world where strength is everything, Yuto’s sarcasmand absurdly broken abilities will leave everyone stunned.


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The ruins creaked under the weight of the night. Smoke still clung to the air, faint and bitter. My body should've been exhausted, but my new stats buzzed in my veins like an overcharged battery.


Name: Yuto (Reincarnated Human-Form Spirit)  


Unique Trait: Shared Growth (All allies linked to you gain partial stat growth)  


[Body Evolution Pending… Progress: 11%]


Every time I blinked, my stats seemed to mock me. Yesterday, I was a squishy noob. Now? I could probably punch through a brick wall.


I glanced at a ruined wall nearby. No one will notice, right?


The wall exploded. Dust and bricks showered across the camp.


"YUTO!" Elira snapped awake, blades in hand.


"Ahhh! false alarm! I was just, uh, stretching."


The Nerulians groaned, coughing in the dust cloud. One muttered something in their tongue that probably meant idiot.


"…Great. The Protector is also a demolition hazard."


I tried to behave after that. Key word: tried.


At one point, Lyra twisted her ankle. I rushed to help, determined to test Regeneration again.


I grabbed her leg, let the skill flow, and her shoe disintegrated.


She yelped, face red as the glow surged, fixing the injury but also shredding the rest of her sock.


"I SWEAR I didn't mean to strip her foot!"


Just when I thought the night couldn't get worse, it did.


A howl tore through the ruins. Low. Echoing. And not alone.


The Nerulians scrambled, grabbing weapons. Bran's face turned pale. "Corrupted wolves… a whole pack!"


The shadows moved. Dozens of glowing red eyes blinked in the darkness.


I stood, heart hammering, but my body felt… different. Faster. Stronger. Like the air itself wanted to obey me.


Elira stepped forward. "Protector, this is beyond us. We must retreat."


Agility 46 blurred me across the field. My fist slammed into the first wolf, launching it like a ragdoll. I pivoted, my blade glowing with mana, cleaving another down.


"Holy...he's faster than me now," Elira muttered in disbelief.


I spun, grinning despite myself. "Guess I leveled up, huh?"


A wolf lunged, fangs sinking into my shoulder. I felt the crunch then nothing. Regeneration flared, knitting the wound shut instantly.


I laughed. "You're gonna have to do better than that."


The wolves hesitated. Their snarls faltered.


For the first time… monsters were afraid of me.


But then the largest wolf stepped forward. Twice the size of the others. Its body pulsed with corruption, crystal spines jutting from its back.


Lyra gasped. "That's… an Alpha. If we don't kill it, the pack won't scatter!"


A dark presence coiled in its chest. Not just a beast something else was inside.


I raised my blade, heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement.


"Alright then… let's see what this evolution thing is really about."


The Alpha roared, and the battle truly began.


Chapter 15 - Midnight Howls