The Marshal's Omega Ran Away

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[Coming soon: the sweet romance "The Delicate Cannon Fodder Goes Viral After Slacking Off on a Parenting Show." Please add it to your reading list! (Blurb below.)]

"My marriage got off to a terrible start."

The beautiful general's wife sat across from the therapist, his tone unnervingly calm. "My alpha left me alone in a room while I was in heat. I couldn't take the torment, so I forcibly injected myself with a high-concentration suppressant to end it. Just as I was completely exhausted, he came back reeking of alcohol..."

"But that was only the first day of my marriage."

"My alpha had a childhood sweetheart he once loved, and I knew nothing about it."

The omega smiled, looking like a lifeless doll carved from crystal. "I'd almost forgotten that I married him because I loved him."

*

It's an open secret that the omega married to Alvis, the Alliance's supreme military commander, is useless.

Rumor has it he avoids aristocratic society, lacks social graces, is cold and sickly, and has been unable to bear a child for eight years.

In short, he's a useless deviant who rejects convention.

The alphas despise him for getting above himself, and the omegas hate him for not knowing his place.

The general thinks so too. But so what? He only married a pretty political alliance tool to keep at home.

A tool is just a tool. If it doesn't work properly, it can always be fixed. If it displeases you, you can always throw it away.

Nobody expected that one day this frail omega would announce his defection in front of the entire Alliance!

In full view of everyone, the general's frail, sickly wife pressed a gun to his own head and stared straight at the general. His voice was weak but firm. "Either let me go, or let me die."

The marshal's eyes were icy. He casually ordered, "That ungrateful thing can't be tamed. Let him go."

*

Years later, an abandoned frontier planet rose at an unbelievable pace, becoming the dreamland everyone longed for.

But an even more outlandish rumor spread: the creator of this miracle was a "useless" omega.

The Alliance marshal made a secret visit. On this land he had never set foot on before, he saw a little boy whose features looked as if they had been stamped from his own face.

The general reached out with a trembling hand, but it was slapped away.

The cool and aloof omega hurried over and shielded the child behind him. He was even more beautiful than before.

The alpha general looked at him, hope and madness spreading together in his eyes. He gritted his teeth. "This child..."

"What does this child have to do with you?" The wife who once meekly endured everything now wore fine clothes and looked at him coldly, surrounded by a crowd. "You think you have the right to talk about the child?"

Their positions had been reversed. The omega stood above him like a god. "Get lost."

Only then did the marshal notice that his outstretched hand was shaking. For the first time, the man who had weathered a hail of bullets and never fallen had red-rimmed eyes. "...Come back with me. Please."

But the omega turned away indifferently, not even sparing him a glance.

From then on, everyone said the Alliance's great God of War had gone mad over a useless omega.

* Cool, sickly scholar bottom x powerful, scheming general top

* The top is trash! The bottom isn't a doormat! One-on-one romance, with the top chasing the bottom after the breakup!

Coming Soon: "The Delicate Cannon Fodder Goes Viral After Slacking Off on a Parenting Show"

After dying from overwork, office drone He Zeshu transmigrated into a book as a cannon-fodder male supporting character, the kind who dies horribly.

But he had money, looks, a mansion, a luxury car, a wealthy ex-husband who wired him two million a year, and even a soft little kid in his bed.

He Zeshu was very satisfied.

The original owner wasn't.

He chased after the male lead, believing his biological son was the reason his relationship had failed, and looked at the child like an enemy. He took the kid on a parenting show, fawning over him in public and abusing him in private, pinching the little one until he was covered in bruises. When it was exposed, he was disgraced and blacklisted across the internet. In the end, he hanged himself in front of the child.

He Zeshu: ...

The covers shifted. A soft, warm little rice-ball poked out, timidly revealing a pair of big, watery eyes. His voice quivered with tears. "Daddy, Yezi didn't mean to climb into your bed. Yezi just missed you too much. Yezi will leave right now."

He Zeshu's heart nearly melted with pain. He pulled the little bundle into his arms. "Why leave? Go back to sleep!"

*

He Zeshu was happily planning to start a relaxed retirement raising a child.

His manager slapped a contract down in front of him. "You signed up for a parenting show. The penalty for backing out is ten million."

He Zeshu smiled politely. "Motherfucker."

The kid's big, curious eyes widened. "Daddy, what does that mean?"

He Zeshu pinched his little cheek. "It means Daddy loves you."

Oh! The kid had learned something!

That night, he called his other dad and said in a loud, sweet voice, "Motherfucker!"

President Sheng: "..."

*

On the parenting show, He Zeshu and his little one became the perfect contrast pair.

The kid was energetic, talented at everything, and always eager to do his best:

"Yezi will go compete with them. Daddy can just sit here."

"Come on, Daddy, try a little harder! Yezi will reward you with cotton candy!"

"Daddy, don't feel bad about yourself. Even if you're lazy and weak, Yezi will never dislike you!"

He Zeshu: "..."

Your dad is the brains of this operation, OK?!

The viewers were utterly charmed by the kid:

[Sweetheart, what color trash bag do you like?]

[Sweetie, this big sister will buy you cookies. I-I'm definitely not some weird auntie (nosebleed.jpg)]

[Yezi! My internet kid! The child of my dreams!]

Meanwhile, a certain grown man surnamed He only thought about "leaving showbiz as soon as filming is over." He happily acted like a lord on set, preferring to talk rather than lift a finger, lie down rather than sit, and wanting nothing except to cuddle the kid.

"If you can solve something by talking nonsense, why bother working? Are you bored?"

"What's wrong with people not wanting to suffer, get tired, be cold, or be hot?"

"Here's a truth: laziness is the ladder of human progress. Could you please respect every lazy person around you?"

He thought people would curse him to hell and back. Who knew he'd become an overnight sensation?

[This is the office drone's voice of reason, hahaha! Well said! Say more!]

[I've seen people slack off, but never anyone slack off so shamelessly, hahaha!]

[He Zeshu, my role model for slacking off!]

Father and son both became huge stars.

He Zeshu stared blankly at the avalanche of offers. Blank.jpg: Weren't we supposed to leave showbiz after this last gig?!

*

In a villa far away, a wealthy mogul stared at his phone with a dark expression:

#HeZeshu says raising a kid alone is great#

#HeZeshu says an irresponsible spouse is worse than no spouse#

#HeZeshu says divorce is a fresh start in life#

#HeZeshu says he'll give the kid the love of two parents all by himself#

The next day, every trending topic vanished without a trace. Only two characters stubbornly remained at the top of the trending list:

#Remarry# (Viral)

Click on it, and the top video shows a peerlessly handsome man stepping off a helicopter with a bouquet of white roses. His stern features are full of tenderness as he kneels on one knee in front of He Zeshu.

"Darling, would you marry me again?"

Another trending topic quickly climbed the charts: #Just asking, is this a parenting show or a dating show?#

* The language of white roses: I am worthy of you.

* The kid is the top and bottom's biological child. The original owner occupied the child's place for two years.

Theme: Work tirelessly to pursue a better life.