Ao Wu was a little dragon born with a naturally intoxicating scent. After failing to survive the tribulation of shedding his horns, the little dragon shut his eyes, opened them again, and transmigrated into an interstellar world.
He was even mistaken for a delicate, sensitive omega, and an underdeveloped one at that.
Ao “Super Fierce” Wu: ...
Omegas are precious and delicate. They're registered in the System and protected from birth. When wild omega Ao Wu appeared, the entire interstellar web exploded.
Interstellar pirate: This underage omega is so small, beautiful, and adorable.
Federation Marshal: There's actually a wild omega! How much hardship must he have suffered out there? Poor thing. We have to make it up to him.
Imperial Crown Prince: He smells so good, and he's got little horns too. So cute. I want to kiss him, hug him, and lift him up high.
Two-hundred-year-old dragon cub Ao Wu, whose daily chores were all taken care of so he could just sit back and enjoy himself: ?
I'm a dragon! Do you understand what a dragon is? I'm not an omega!
The Imperial Crown Prince patted his little silvery-white horns and smiled contentedly. “Yes, yes, you're amazing. You're a dragon, not an omega.”
A strange fragrance wafted from the back of Ao Wu's neck.
He was shocked. Wasn't he a dragon? How had he really grown an omega gland that looked so pathetically weak?!
A fluffy, feel-good story about a pampered darling. Just writing for fun.
Theme: Cherish life. Transmigration is only for fictional characters.
