Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega
Chapter 93: Twins?

Chapter 93: Twins?

Fuck.

What the hell is this Storm made of? How can someone have such stamina, going through the night without stopping until the sun made an appearance?

But that’s the least of my problems. It’s my damned waist! Holy Father in heaven, how the hell did I end up a sex slave for a beast who only looks like my Storm?

I groaned in pain, turning to look around the room. I collapsed somewhere around early morning, only to wake up in a strange room. The sun is high up in the sky, which means it’s somewhere around mid-afternoon.

I slowly sat up in bed, wincing from the pain. My back hurts like nothing else, and that’s mild compared to how hot my arse feels.

The room I woke up in isn’t like the one I was taken to. The bed I’m lying on is the only piece of furniture in the room. There were no curtains on the barred windows, and the only door seemed to be barred also.

Shit.

Did they somehow put me in an upgraded prison?

I peered down at my hands, which were luckily unchained.

"Thank heavens," I placed my head on the headboard and tried not to think of the pain.

"Your lovely system is here!" Fan appeared with a goofy smile on his face.

"If I survive this, I will murder you, Fan!" I gritted my teeth and clenched my hands. "I almost died and here you are, smiling like every damned thing is okay!"

"You survived getting killed," he winked at me. "But that’s the least of your problems."

"What?" I sat up straight, only to fall back from the pain.

He sighed, "you will have to navigate through this world until you get his love percentage to 100!"

"And how many is the percentage?"

"... Um." He nervously chuckled. "It’s at -50."

"What?" I gaped at him. "Minus what? What the hell is that? Why is it in the negative?"

"That’s because he hates you," Fan shrugged. "Right now, you have to work to raise the bar."

"Yeah, that’s going to be as easy as walking to Africa from Europe," I grinned. "Effortless!" My face scrunched up in a frown, "it’s not easy at all!"

"He he he," he nervously chuckled before he perked up, "you can visit your babies! Do you want to see them?"

"Babies? They?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yeah! You have twins. Do you wish to meet them?" He winked at me.

"Of course!"

"Then, let’s go. But before that, I will return your powers to you," he snapped his fingers.

Unlike the time he bestowed the benefits on me, I felt the change. It was so obvious that it ripped my shorts and what was more, the pain I felt earlier disappeared.

"Wow."

He snapped his fingers, and my clothes changed into a pair I had when I was still in the academy.

I touched the familiar blue polo and black shorts, feeling nostalgic at the thought of the Storm I left behind.

He took my hand in his, "you’ve got to brace yourself for the ride!"

He took off, but not towards the door. A portal appeared in front of me, and he dragged me into it, racing so fast, my hair whipped on my face.

"Stop!"

I cried out at the speed and the wind whipping on my face, but he chuckled, obviously having fun with what he was doing. He laughed as he continued to drag me until we reached another portal.

One minute we were in a bright lane and the next, I found myself in a colourful room.

"Goddess!"

I momentarily forgot my fast-beating heart as my eyes took in the room. It’s just like the colours of the rainbow. Clouds floated, covering the ceiling.

In the middle of the room stood a showcase with rainbow designs around it and clouds floating on the bottom, making it seem like the showcase was floating on air.

"Your babies are waiting!" He dragged me towards the beautiful showcase.

My breath hitched at the sight. My babies haven’t developed yet. I’m still in my first trimester, which means they are still developing. Yet, I can’t explain the joy I felt when I saw those little bundles of joy.

A tear slid down my eyes as I watched them, eager to have them grow, so I can carry them in my arms. I can’t wait for the Storm of Dark Moon to meet his babies. I bet he will legit shed tears of joy.

"They are pretty."

"Yes, they are. I can’t wait for them to grow." Fan stood next to me, and peered at them, looking like a granny. "I bet one of them will look like you. As cute as their strong mama," he winked at me.

"Shut up!"

I touched the show glass and peered into it, smiling at my cuties. Though they haven’t fully formed, I can see the start of it. It excited me to know that my babies are safe, and will be out in the world in 8 months plus.

"You don’t sound biting," he chuckled. "Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone that you are the mama. That’s if you don’t tell them," he winked at me.

I grumbled under my breath before I focused on my babies, who are floating in a rainbow cloud.

Everything here looks so surreal and beautiful. It made me happy to know that my babies are in such a beautiful place.

"As much as I would have loved to let you spend time with your babies, I’m afraid you need to return. Someone is coming towards your room."

"Room? You call that excuse of a prison, room?" I scoffed. "You need to return to school if you don’t know the differences between room and —"

"You must return! It doesn’t matter what your room is called. We have to return, now."

He took my hand in his and raced out of the room, and back in the portal we left behind. He was so fast that before I could register what was happening, I’m back in my room and on the bed like I never left.