MTL - Quick Transmigration: I’m Almost Dead - Chapter 144 I am a dead bird (1)

A bolt of lightning descends from the sky, marking the arrival of a sweet and charming automaton girl in the Marvel universe!She’s adorable, formidable in combat, and capable of even more surprises—uh, ahem!The Marvel Cinematic Universe is rife with danger, but the life of a superhero dedicated to world peace is definitely worth looking forward to!“Waaah! Don’t pull my ears! Let me finish this game! I’ll pay, I’ll pay, okay?!”Although determined to become a superhero, games still need playing, and anime must still be watched!What? You think she’s neglecting her duties?Oh, but she possesses the incredible ability to convert concepts from various works into her own skills!For Kagura Hitomi, who wields the limitless “Conceptual Skill System,” ACG (Anime, Comics, and Games) is her ultimate source of power!

[BL] To pay off his debt, Lim Garam decided to debut as an idol under the entertainment company that belongs to the loan shark he owes. But the contract he signed wasn't a business contract. It was a marriage contract with Song Sihyuk--- the Alpha among the Alphas, and a third-generation chaebol at that.Lim Garam is a Beta, so he never understood Song Sihyuk's obsession with him.But maybe he should have known the moment his contract husband asked him THAT question:“Do you want me to turn you into an Omega, Lim Garam?”***#omegaverse #betaxalpha #omegaxalpha #sassybeta #suddenlyomega #redflagalpha #toxicrelationship #secretmarriage #showbiz #idol #chaebol #ceo

“Where the f*ck am I?”

One day, he suddenly fell into a world of barbarism and superstition.

“F*ck, I ain’t a savage!”

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one.Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence.I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation.Now he’s back.Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom.But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire.Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried.Or the child.One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood.But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him.Freedom has a price.So does vengeance.And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.