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Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

“I love you, Brys," Storm whispered. “Love?” I scoffed. “Do you even know what love is?” I raised a brow at him. “Of course, I do. I love you, Brys," he repeated as he leaned closer to kiss me. “I've had feelings for—” The words died on his lips. His eyes grew wide in shock as blood spluttered from his lips. “Wh... What did you just do?” His gaze went down to the knife I drove deep into his chest. “What's wrong, Storm?” I smirked. "Don't you love me anymore?" I mocked. Though it hurts me to do what I did, I had to do so, for my safety. If I don't kill him now, he won't hesitate to do the same to me, in the future... ***** Mega, a nerd who is obsessed with reading novels and comics, ended up reading a comic that sent his blood boiling. He cursed the omega in the book who was so pitiful that the Alpha used him only to kill him when he felt the omega was useless. Unfortunately, Mega had an accident on his way on an errand, and by a sheer stroke of luck, he found himself in the same trashy comic. And what was more? He discovered that he now resides in the body of the omega who was abused by the Alpha he admired. Now, he's determined to turn his fate even if it means going against the plot, and his stupid system. He was determined not to make the same mistake his former host had...

Unsolvable_Mystery · LGBT+
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Running from the devil

Bry's POV

Though Ray is still acting a bit odd, he agreed to follow me to class. He hasn't told me what went on between him and Sky. The only thing I know was he doesn't like the Beta any more.

Fan hasn't been of help. He's always singing so loud about falling in love and heartbreak.

.... Please, if you know where I can sell my system, indicate. It's getting too much.

I'm glad he doesn't mention the task I was assigned to, and I'm delighted about that. I don't have the time to listen to him drone about a task which I'm not ready to complete.

All around us, students hurried to their first classes. As for Ray and I, we are going to the cafeteria for breakfast. We missed it —by sleeping in — so we are hoping the cook will be awed by our cute faces, and give us a helping or two.