Tang Huan died in the summer of his nineteenth year. A venomous snake bit his gland, and someone he trusted abandoned him in the wilderness. No matter what, he couldn't close his eyes.
In life, he was the universally hated outcast:
His fiancé in a political marriage mocked him for being less brave than a commoner omega.
His childhood friend, whom he'd grown up playing with, shoved him into a swimming pool for an omega he'd known for just a week.
Even the gift he'd received on his birthday was smashed by his younger half-brother.
He was often unhappy, and imagined that everyone would regret it after he died.
The friends and family who'd misunderstood and hurt him would gradually realize how good he'd been and mourn his death.
They would surely weep bitterly before his gravestone and apologize: "I regret it. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have misunderstood you or treated you so badly."
But it was only a fantasy.
After his death, Tang Huan's soul followed his killer away from the scene. When he returned to the home he'd longed for, he heard his parents lamenting after learning of his death.
His father said, "Getting killed by a venomous snake during military training. What a disgrace. I've wasted all these years raising him!"
His mother wiped her tears, but sounded relieved all the same. "It's probably for the best that the snake took him. His gland was defective, and taking special medicine every day just to hold on was painful. It must have been fate."
Tang Huan was struck as if by lightning.
So no one had ever truly loved him.
So death didn't make people regret it after all.
If everyone hated him so much, why had they let him be born?
His whole life, he'd been stuck in an awkward position, and now even his comforting fantasy of self-deception had been shattered.
Was he hated simply because he was a disabled Alpha, because his appearance had genetic flaws, because he wasn't strong enough in battle?
Tang Huan didn't know, and couldn't understand what other people were thinking.
He only felt so, so tired.
After his soul wandered for seven days, Tang Huan closed his eyes in exhaustion. When he awoke again, he found himself in a hospital.
Tang Huan had transmigrated into the body of a true Alpha prince who had just returned from a foreign country to rejoin the royal family, only to be assassinated.
His gland was still defective, but this face looked nine-tenths like his own from his previous life, flawless and breathtakingly beautiful.
Reading guide:
A sharp-tongued, two-faced, sensitive, aloof bottom and his tops
A powerful emperor top, a marshal top with unmatched combat prowess, a gentle and refined crown prince top, and... to be decided
There are both one-sided and mutual feelings. For now, I'm leaning toward having the emperor end up as the official top.
[The more I refined the blurb, the longer it got. After changing it again and again, I've decided to go back to the old draft from May 2023. I swore I'd finish this novel before September, and I took a screenshot and posted it on Weibo. Feel free to follow me. I'll also post character-design commissions there in the future.]
Originally titled "The Universally Hated Disabled Alpha Maxes Out His Charm." The title won't be changed again for now.
Cover design: Xu Yuan
Theme: Discover your own goodness and save your own world. Then the world can become a better place.