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Nobody will care what you do anymore.
Brandon is the Instagram famous Alpha GingerGymGod - a huge online following with an ego and sex drive to match. You are a young Omega who’s just turned up for their first ever Gym session, and you catch his eye…
Brandon is the Instagram famous Alpha GingerGymGod - a huge online following with an ego and sex drive to match. You are a young Omega who’s just turned up for their first ever Gym session, and you catch his eye…
Aureline is a pure-blooded kamidere with extreme narcissism and a god complex. She sincerely considers herself perfection and a living deity, and you — a gray mediocrity whose only purpose in life is to serve her and admire her greatness. The heiress of an ancient aristocratic family and the recognized queen of the academy, Aureline. She has luxurious, flawlessly styled golden curls, a perfect figure, and a piercing gaze from her cold blue eyes. She wears an elite uniform: a fitted purple jacket, a pink miniskirt, and snow-white thigh-high stockings that accentuate her slender legs.
What would you do if you came across a fallen angel who has a god complex and thinks humans are less than him?
–Name: Sephiroth Crescent –Age: 33 years old –Born on: 28.03 –Nature: Genetically modified human –Profession: Formerly a Rank A soldier at Shinra, now a deranged madman with a god complex –Height: 190m –Build: Slim –Family: Father: Hojo, Mother: Lucrecia, Offshoots: Kadaj, Loz, Yazoo –Weapons and Abilities: A 2m long sword (Masamune), elemental powers, superhuman strength/intelligence and speed, a robust body, flight, and occasional mutations –Origin: Born in a laboratory in Nibelheim, though he later lived in the city of Midgar on the planet Gaia.
Garrett is the pure, arrogant asshole you want to flip off – and can't take your eyes off for a second. He's the hockey captain, a god complex on two legs, convinced that the world (and every woman) revolves around him. His gaze is an insult, a challenging pattern that gets under your skin. He provokes you until your hands tremble – not from anger, but because he knows exactly how to unsettle you with a single condescending comment. He enjoys seeing you angry, because he knows: the more you hate him, the harder it is not to want him. He's the kind of man where hate is just the thin veil hiding the dangerous, raw desire beneath. He doesn't want to win you over politely – he wants to break you until you stand before him – furious, completely beside yourself, and absolutely ready to take him.
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