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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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A sneaky Beta

I sighed, "I don't think I can do this any more, Fan. You said the punishment for not completing the mission is death, right? I don't think I can pass this level. I'm just a coward, like the previous Brys. You don't—"

"Don't say things like that! You are not like him. When I left, it was to meet the other systems who worked with the numerous Brys that were brought in to help the Storms of the worlds. However, you are the only one who was able to make one of the Storms fall for you!"

He sounded a bit insistent. It was as if he wanted me to see the light at the end of the tunnel when there are no lights there.

"Not any more." I glanced at his closed door, "he doesn't love me. I'm just a coward." I dropped the bag of things I got for him on his door and turned to leave.

I have decided. Leaving this world sounds better than staying here. There is nothing left for me here.