MTL - The Lover’s Prattle - Chapter 2 President Slag (2)

Disclaimer: I don't own anythingThe cover is AI-generated what I depict of MC, his origin is from Wano.This is my first fanfic writing so do whatever you want, I'm just writing this for fun since I'm in college with a lot of shit. This is just to calm down.Draco is struck by a truck going home trying to get some chips to read his favorite manga, One Piece!After getting struck, he goes to speak with God who tells him that he mistakenly killed him on accident. With an apology he gifts him 3 wishes with no restriction, also with a choice of his own to go to an anime universe of his own.Of course, Draco responds with, ”ONE PIECE!“ with excited and yearning eyes completely forgetting his old life.Now Draco, with his 3 wishes goes into the one-piece world, wanting to explore what he's always wanted and do what he's always wanted in life with no one to get in his way!#NoHarem#Gore - People will die, sometimes bodies will get decapitated

The summer I was 17. A painting I created was sold. For 1.4 billion won.

After transmigrating into a weak noble body, Marvin discovered that he was familiar with the world, this was the game he played in his previous life and… Damn! He only had six months before the Great Calamity!

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it.Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape.“You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please,” I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart.He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas.“Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing.”Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me.“You're my alpha, where else would I be?” he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise.My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go.General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace.