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 advanced towards the place I heard his voice. My heart kept on beating loudly in my chest the nearer I got to him. I walked around the large tree and that was when I saw him. My Omega. He was sitting on the ground, looking up with his wide expressive purple eyes, the same I fell irrevocably in love with.

"Storm," he whispered, peering up at me. "What took you so long?" He accused, turning his mouth up in a pout.

Brys was dressed in the same clothes he wore when he waved me farewell to the rest of my family members.

"Brys?" I was still awed by what was happening. I couldn't believe my eyes, couldn't tell if I was hallucinating. Brys was right in front of me, unscathed, in a forest that was rumoured to kill any who weren't part of the royal line.

Had that always been lies? It seemed to be the case. Our ancestors must have made it up to prevent anyone from stepping into it.

Suspicious