I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World
I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World
SUMMARY
I am Racist.
…
I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1.
Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian.
Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials.
The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.”
One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards.
It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique.
And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton.
They didn’t laugh.
I kept going.
One of them pulled out a gun.
I cracked a joke.
He cracked my skull.
Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom.
But here’s the funny part:
I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation.
Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams.
Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad)
I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything.
But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans.
Because instead of resting in peace…
I woke up in another world.
A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war…
And zero comedy clubs.
Just my luck.
So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two.
But being a Hero is secondary.
First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again.
Either way…
Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world—
A man who won’t shut up. You can also read this novel here: Read free novels online
Six latest chapters
- Chapter 143: He Bowed at My Feet… and Probably Wanted to Lick Them Too.
- Chapter 142: Jack's Guide to Consent: Step 1—Ignore It
- Chapter 141: Dear Diary Today I Dry-Humped a Corpse to Stay Alive
- Chapter 140: Your Girlfriend’s Not Home? Pound Her Mother
- Chapter 139: Promotion Denied Holes Expanded
- Chapter 138: I Used a Dead Friend as a Flamethrower and Still Slept Peacefully
Chapter list
- Chapter 101: That Ain’t How You High-Five a God Bro
- Chapter 102: System Voice Acting by Samuel L. Jackson
- Chapter 103: Use Condoms Or You’ll Summon Me
- Chapter 104: The Ghost Is Giving Me Eye Contact While Undressing. Should I Scream Before Or After He Is Done?
- Chapter 105: His name Was Jack Mihoff So I Said Jack Mihoff Too
- Chapter 106: I Held My Character Arc for This Nonsense?!
- Chapter 107: "The Only Spirit I Raised Was in My Pants."
- Chapter 108: Virgin orangutan? Surely You Don't Mean Me Right?
- Chapter 109: The Priest Came Out of the Child—Wait WHAT?!
- Chapter 110: I See Dead People… in Lingerie
- Chapter 111: Distance Between His Feet and Sanity? Alabama Twin Levels.
- Chapter 112: Dad Threw Milk. Mom Threw Lingerie. What Did You Expect?
- Chapter 113: I’m Not a Predator… I Just Use Calendar Reminders
- Chapter 114: Jack Doesn’t Know What a Fleshlight Is and That’s a Problem
- Chapter 115: Fleshlight? No. Buttholian Dungeon? Yes. Life is Unfair.
- Chapter 116: I Tried Hiding Ended Up Grinding on a Dead Guy
- Chapter 117: This Cell is So Dirty It Makes a Thot's Lap Look Holy
- Chapter 118: Six Times a Day Ain’t Even My Final Form
- Chapter 119: I Dragged a Corpse And Found a Third Nipple
- Chapter 120: I Unbuttoned a Corpse and Found Utensils
- Chapter 121: Don’t Worry Bro—It’s Just an Indirect Blowjob
- Chapter 122: I Punched a Wall and It Whispered "Harder Daddy"
- Chapter 123: I Used a Coin to Screw a Wall and Accidentally Turned It On
- Chapter 124: I Inserted It Anyway… Because That’s What Men Do
- Chapter 125: “Keep an Eye” I Said. “Shut Up” I Said. And Jack Did Both.
- Chapter 126: In Prison Everyone Sees Your Light… and Wants It
- Chapter 127: The Corridor Was Tight But Johnson Was Tighter
- Chapter 128: Affordable Adorable Harasser of the Disabled
- Chapter 129: Biceps Gone Janitor Mode Activated
- Chapter 130: When You Bluff So Hard You Become a Writer Mid-Execution
- Chapter 131: Bro Got PTSD From Malthus’s Meat and I Weaponized It
- Chapter 132: The Worst He Could Say Was No... He Said He’d Rather Give Birth From His Mouth
- Chapter 133: I Work Hard He Works While Being Hard. We Are Not The Same Bro.
- Chapter 134: Bear Grylls? Nah I Watched Beer Grills
- Chapter 135: I Look Like a Dwarf’s Testicle When He’s Not Hard But the Rizz Is Real
- Chapter 136: Flat-Chested Moms and Babies That Scream for Justice
- Chapter 137: Ghosts Have Feelings Too Especially the Ugly Ones
- Chapter 138: I Used a Dead Friend as a Flamethrower and Still Slept Peacefully
- Chapter 139: Promotion Denied Holes Expanded
- Chapter 140: Your Girlfriend’s Not Home? Pound Her Mother
- Chapter 141: Dear Diary Today I Dry-Humped a Corpse to Stay Alive
- Chapter 142: Jack's Guide to Consent: Step 1—Ignore It
- Chapter 143: He Bowed at My Feet… and Probably Wanted to Lick Them Too.