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Supreme Mystic: Obsessed By The Strongest Alpha

Supreme Mystic: Obsessed By The Strongest Alpha

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1251    |    Released on: Today at 19:34

ical screech slicing through the sterile quiet. Heavy combat boots

ow twisted in pure disgust as he stopped right beside the medical pod. Rais

g.

red, his voice muffled by the partition. "Do you really think faki

intruder-Gage Norton, the arrogant eldest son of the Norton family-the way a s

reality that was entirely alien. In a higher-dimensional parallel world, his original life had come to a definitive end. His s

nt within his spirit flickered various heavenly flames, crowned by the ethereal "Starlight Holy Lotus." He was an entity who could pierce through the very laws of

ugh an IV tube into his bruised hand, foreign memorie

h and ultimately discarded by the Norton family. The original Kieran of this world had been incredibly weak and cowardly. Mocked by his peers

at a version of 'me' in any universe could be this pathetically weak, allowing himself to be trampled a

dator occupied t

dark gold irises, Gage slapped the eme

it swung upward. The sharp stench of industria

er Rivers, the cherished adopted son who had taken Kieran's rightful place in the Norton fa

d, his voice trembling with practiced vulnerability. "I'm sure Kieran l

dead boy's memory, that exact face had worn a triumphant, mocking smirk a split sec

dets gathered around the open d

from the hall. "He's just jealous of Cristof

leaned down, his gloved hand darting forward to sei

ied rhythm, Kieran tilted hi

older brother froze, his eyes widening in shoc

is pale fingers closed around the plastic wing of the IV catheter

sheet. Kieran tossed the bloody needle into the steel tray

ing back half a step as a raw, predat

hem on the freezing floor. His frame was thin and br

raw from the academy," Gage snarled, trying to regain the up

ntirely relaxed smile spread across his face,

ood, and patted Gage's rigid cheek in a slow, affectionat

ght that made the hairs on Gage's neck stand up. "Though I must admit, it's genuinely fascinating watching you play the fierc

son's practiced vulnerability shattered inst

airs, do put a little back into it. Just a bruised shoulder? Really? If you're going to frame me, ask for my help next tim

as an instinctual, primal terror gripped his chest. Kieran spoke with absolute, terrifying s

using his bloody fingers to casually strai

a friendly, dead-eyed smile. "I'm officially resigning from my role as the Nort

ft, conversational purr. "...and in return, I promise to

his vocal cords paralyzed by the sheer, inhuman

er against Gage's arm. The casual impact sent the supposedly

nto the corridor. The watching crowd parted like water before a

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Supreme Mystic: Obsessed By The Strongest Alpha
Supreme Mystic: Obsessed By The Strongest Alpha
“Kieran Estes wakes up in the body of the academy's most pathetic F-rank-an abandoned heir, a coward, a corpse in a medical pod. Everyone expects him to grovel. They have no idea a supreme mystic from a higher dimension now wears that broken shell. When Gage Norton storms in to threaten him, Kieran doesn't flinch. He rips the IV needle from his own vein, smears blood across Gage's cheek, and smiles like he's watching a mildly amusing insect. When Cristofer puts on his innocent little act, Kieran doesn't argue. He dangles one lie, watches the fake angel panic and expose himself, then walks away while the whole corridor is too terrified to whisper. He isn't angry. He isn't hurt. He is bored. To Kieran, these noble heirs, elite cadets, and academy bullies are nothing but noisy children playing with toys they don't understand. He has no interest in begging for mercy, chasing approval, or playing the pathetic role they wrote for him. He resigns from being the Norton family's punching bag. He refuses to kneel. He sets his own terms-and dares anyone to test him. He doesn't need to raise his voice. He doesn't need to prove himself. One calm smile, one drop of blood, one exposed lie-and the predators of the academy finally realize the truth: The weakest F-rank is no longer prey. He is the most dangerous thing in the room.”