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 needed to justify the feeling I was having, to know if I was only suspecting something I shouldn't even have to dwell on.

"Why do you suddenly want that?" He frowned. "We have an urgent task at hand, and all you wish to know is how we met. Are you crazy?"

He exhaled, giving in to me when he realized I would not let it slide like he wanted. "Come over, and I will tell you all you wish to know. Everything." He beckoned for me to step into the path.

There was nothing suspicious about his words; however, the glint in his eyes further strengthened my resolve to be certain the person in front of me was Brys.

"No, you come to me." He folded his arms, his stance identical to the one he had when he confronted me about this mission. The man in front of me looked just like my Brys. It made it impossible to suspect him, but I had to confirm. To be on the safe side.

First challenge