Chapter 2

• My cottage was at the place it was in the comics. I limped into it and headed straight to the cupboard where I knew the potion was kept.
• Brys, the Omega I was inhibiting his body, was the weakest omega. Unlike other werewolves, he can’t heal himself. And not only that, but he never met his werewolf until his untimely death.
• “You will listen to me, Brys! I’m your system!” The stupid system fumed. He folded his little arms and glared at me. He looked like he was moments from tugging my hair, and forcing me into obedience.
• “And if I don’t?” I swallowed the bitter potion and headed over to the bed. I need to rest as much as I could before I think of the next plan. Leaving should have been the first thing on my mind. But I’m far too tired to think of that. For now, I need to sleep.
• “Hmph!” He turned his back to me.
• “Throwing a tantrum, are we?” I smirked. It’s funny to watch the little creature getting angry over something I said. It made me wish to tease him. But I’m too tired to do that.
• “Don’t talk to me,” he kept his back to me. His voice sounded deeper than normal. It seemed his anger increased.
• “Well, that’s for the best. I’m going to have a nap. Hopefully, the pain will subside by the time I wake.” I folded my arms and closed my eyes.
• If only I knew where I was in the comic, I would have known what will happen next. But for now, I need to rest, for the potion I just took, to work.
• The next day, I received a letter of admission to the Academy where Brys met Storm. It came the moment I stepped out of the cottage to get some fruits.
• “Wow. Isn’t the invitation letter dope?” My system peered at the invitation letter as if it housed all the interest in the entire world. He looked like one who has never seen a letter before. It made me wonder where he came from, but I kept those questions to myself.
• I rolled my eyes at him. “This isn’t even pure gold. You need to see the ones they sent to the Alphas.”
• “Have you seen it? Is it shinier than yours?” He flapped his wings.
• I didn’t reply to his questions. Instead, I went back to the cottage to get ready for departure.
• In the comic, Brys was so tired after hunting the day before, that he ended up answering the summons, late. And that was when he met the Alpha.
• It was in their first meeting, that he fell head over heels for that scheming bastard.
• That was why I was determined not to allow it to repeat. I was determined to arrive there as early as I can, to avoid a meeting with the Alpha.
• “What’s the rush?” My system glanced at my packed bag. “You still have a day to—”
• “It doesn’t hurt to be on time.” I glanced up at the sky.
• “Why? According to the script—”
• “To hell with the script!” I snapped at him. “Fuck!”
• I cursed out when I felt a stroke of a cane on my back. I threw down the small bag in my hand as I doubled over in pain.
• Fuck.
• That hurts.
• I groaned.
• So this is how they want to play it out?
• “I told you that you will get punished whenever you go against the script!” My system flew towards me. “Come on, I will help you get up—”
• “You don’t need to bother.” I rose from the ground and stretched my muscled. “It’s just a stroke of the cane.” I took my bag, “let’s go.”
• If all it takes was getting a stroke of a cane anytime I go against the plot, then, I will endure it.
• Anything is better than dying.
• I smirked.
• I’m here to show Storm that an Omega isn’t the weakest of wolves.
• I might not be as strong as the others in the Academy, but I sure as hell aren’t as dense as the former Brys.
• Though it wasn’t entirely his fault. Brys was brought up by his omega grandmother who died a season ago.
• The academy was the first place where he met others like himself.
• For eighteen years, he lived without any contact with the outside world.
• Aside from when his grandmother took him to get registered, three seasons ago, he hasn’t left the forest he grew up in.
• Yet, that wasn’t enough to justify his actions.
• My stupid system chatted to the academy. He didn’t rest, and neither did he give me breathing space.
• “Are you so hell-bent on going against the script, human?” He blocked my path.
• “Hasn’t that been obvious from the onset?” I sidestepped him.
• “Why? What’s there in it for you? It’s not as if you will die when you are killed. Your soul will return to your comatose body on Earth, and—”
• “I don’t care.” I turned to face him. “As long as I’m stuck in this damned shitty comic, I, Mega, won’t bow to that arrogant Alpha. I will show him what an Omega is made of.”
• My system started laughing. His cackles pissed me off more than his insistent babbling did.
• “What’s wrong?” I glared at him.
• “You.” He pointed at me as he continued to laugh.
• I felt the urge to punch him, but instead, I hastened towards the gate of the academy.
• In the comic, Brys never felt welcomed. The entire two years he spent in the academy were a nightmare to him, but I was determined to change all that.
• With the plot still fresh in my mind, it won’t be difficult for me to overcome all obstacles and find a way to get rid of the Alpha before he does that to me.
• “Are you aware that you are an Omega?” The stupid system appeared in front of me before I could open the gate. He folded his arms and glared at me.
• “Of course, I’m aware of that. It’s not a secret, is it?” I pursed my lips.
• “Then, you have to know that you can’t possibly fight against an Alpha. You are just a weak Omega.” He smirked.
• “A weak omega, you say?” I scoffed. “At least, this week, Omega can punch you.” I showed him my fist. “Should you try to cross me, I won’t hesitate to punch you?”
• He shivered. "I hate you!"
• “Back to sulking like a kid?” I strode towards the gate and tried to open it. But it was locked. “It was unlocked in the comic, why is it locked?”
• “You seem to have forgotten something.” My system brought out the ancient script he so much loved to show off with. “According to the script, you were supposed to arrive on the second day. But here you are.”
• “I guess I will have to knock.” I dropped the bag on the floor and knocked on the gate. “The perks of going early means I will have to choose my room.”
• In the comic, Brys arrived late, which was why he was assigned the last room in the building.
• I knocked once more and stood back to wait for a teacher to unlock that gate.
• “And who do we have here?” A voice asked behind me.
• Instantly, I turned to face the newcomer.
• “You—”
• The words got stuck in my throat.
• No, it can’t be.