Unsolvable_Mystery

“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...

Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega

I turned just for a second, but it was enough for the man to escape. "Hey!" I called out to him, but the man was long gone, running through the hall so fast my eyes couldn't keep up with him.

"What's wrong?" Fan asked behind me, prompting me to turn, to look at him.

I would have gotten the man to tell me who he was and who sent him, had it not been for Fan who interrupted me at the crucial moment.

"How the hell do you have such a bad timing?!" I felt like kicking him in the butt, but I knew he was my only ticket back to my babies. That was why I decided to let it slide.

He shrugged, "I just wanted to inform you that Storm's percentage has gone down. Right now, he's off to a brothel."

"What?!" I gaped at him like a fool, trying to know what the hell he was referring to. I just saw Storm two hours or so ago. There's no way he could have gone out in such —

Who the hell am I kidding?

A decrease in the percentage