After Forcing the Imperial Omega, the Beta Ran Away Pregnant

As a space pirate, the first prize of Brittany's career was a person: a beautiful boy around his age.

The boy had a noble face like a princess in a fairy tale, and golden hair that shone like starlight. With a bashful look, he told Brittany, "My name is Shaxia."

Brittany nodded emphatically. "Shasha, right? Lovely name, lovely."

As a Beta, Brittany couldn't smell pheromones. But someone as gorgeous as "Shasha" had to be an Omega, right? Following the advice of the old lechers aboard the pirate ship, he cornered "Shasha" against a wall and flicked his hair with what he thought was a dashing, handsome flourish. "Be my little princess. Eat the good stuff, not the bitter stuff."

Instead, the "Omega" picked him up and tossed him into a bathtub. "Wash my hair!"

As a top Alpha, Alexander Gustav von Emerald Star, Duke of Emerald Star, longed for a race that had vanished from human history long ago.

Later, he finally got to meet the last member of that race.

But did this scruffy, red-haired little savage have anything at all to do with the beautiful, elegant, romantic humans of old in the legends?

Even worse, the little savage had grown up aboard a pirate ship and knew almost nothing about the world.

Though he had learned plenty of filthy talk from the old lechers, in reality he was an innocent little kid who knew nothing about the six sexes, and he kept unconsciously flirting with him!

For example, he would say to Shaxia, "Let's sleep together."

Then he would treat him like a body pillow, nuzzling against him until he soon fell fast asleep, leaving the aroused Alpha questioning his life.

For example, he would climb onto Shaxia's lap and say, with utter seriousness, "Let me ride you for a bit."

Then he would sit there perfectly straight for half an hour.

But when he tried to climb down, the hand around his waist only tightened. The Alpha's voice was low and dangerous. "Stop rubbing against me."

One day, Shaxia finally couldn't take any more teasing and angrily shoved him down. Looking into the other's blood-red eyes and at his protruding fangs, Brittany belatedly realized:

The one he'd brought back was an Alpha!

The pirate ship came under attack. With Alpha pheromones radiating from the mark on the back of his neck, the Beta led the pursuers far away.

When Shaxia arrived, all he could do was watch helplessly as the escape pod exploded in the sea of stars, his eyes nearly bursting with rage.

That day, a terrifying psychic disturbance swept across the starry sea. It was the heir to the Empire, overcome with grief at the loss of his wife.

At his coronation, the new emperor, Alexander, publicly declared that he was "a widower" and would never remarry.

People created countless works of art to praise their emperor's unwavering devotion to love.

Yet by a strange twist of fate, this widower spotted his "dead wife" on a remote planet that had almost been forgotten, lounging regally on the governor's throne and biting into a juicy grape offered by a ravishing beauty.

Beside him, an oblivious official continued to butter him up. "Governor, you truly are young and accomplished, and your daughter is such a lively, adorable girl..."

Crack! The emperor crushed the scepter in his hand.

→→→→Coming soon: After the Transmigrator Leaves←←←←

A chaste, stunning beauty who awakens as an NPC and turns into a snarky commentator x a stunning beauty with the combat power to end the world at the drop of a hat

As the high priest of the Church of Light, Francis had a secret: he knew that the world he lived in was actually an otome game.

Francis himself was merely a functional NPC. Who would have thought that before the game officially began, a transmigrator would enter his body, max out the affection levels of every romanceable candidate, then leave without a backward glance?

So when the usually calm and composed high priest woke up, he found himself in an infuriating predicament. The Elf King had sent a token, summoning him to the Divine Tree to be crowned queen of the elves. A royal envoy had brought the prince's written order, commanding him to enter the palace and spend the night. A clever magical cat had delivered a message from the master of a mysterious mage tower outside the city, inviting him to explore the ultimate secrets of magical technology together. Even the Church's saint gazed at him with an unmistakable look in his eyes.

Meanwhile, the heroine was still the lowest-ranking odd-job worker at the Adventurers' Guild, barely making ends meet by taking on tasks like finding one patron's dog or catching chickens for another.

Everything was a mess, a complete mess!

Faced with a plot that had twisted into countless knots, Francis, who held the script in his hands, swore to set the world back on track and return every candidate to the heroine!

So, through his careful machinations, the lofty Elf King was pierced through the heart by the heroine's arrow, the prince gave up his right to the throne and set out on an adventure, and the archmage and the saint... started holding hands and studying how science and theology might reach the same destination by different paths.

As for the heroine? Oh, she took her newly acquired little apprentice and set off on the broad road to wealth, somehow turning an otome game into a business simulation.

Francis: I'm tired. Let's destroy the world.

A deep voice rang out above him. "Oh? Destroy the world?"

Dark clouds blotted out the sun. Amid flashes of lightning and peals of thunder, the phantom of a world-ending black dragon slowly appeared, unleashing an apocalypse that threatened to destroy all creation.

Ice spread from the ocean into every waterway, searing magma erupted from underground, suffocating gases filled the air, and enormous meteorites hurtled down from beyond the sky...

Amid the apocalypse, the black dragon beat its wings and slowly descended. Francis hurriedly wrapped his arms around one of its feet. "Honey, stop! I was only joking when I said I'd destroy the world!"

Francis had another secret: he knew the secret of the Church of Light.

The temple was actually a seal, guarding the world-ending black dragon from a thousand years ago.

However, when he reached the mysterious seal, he found a naked young man with black hair, crouched in the middle of a magic circle and eating.

Noticing someone had arrived, the young man lifted his head. With a pretty face splattered in blood, he shyly licked his fingertips and spoke in the nasal tones of dragon language. "Why is there still more? I can't eat another bite."

The calamity vanished, and everything returned to normal. Perfectly unharmed, people looked around in bewilderment, unable to understand how they could all have just experienced a horrifying vision of the annihilation of all life.

Above the temple, the black dragon had disappeared without a trace. In its place was a tiny, big-headed figure with black hair and red eyes, perched on Francis's shoulder and yawning. "Darling, I'm so hungry. Let's hurry home for dinner."

As Francis soothed the little figure, he wiped the cold sweat from his brow, still shaken. Today, the high priest had saved the world once again.

Theme: Life is always full of surprises. Stay positive and optimistic, and every unexpected turn can become a delight.