Since I’ve Transmigrated, I Guess I’ll Just Become The Grand Duke Of The North
Status: Completed Author: Hyacinthus
Age Gap Comedy Fantasy Healing Non-Human Entity Omegaverse Possession Sweet/Fluff Transmigration Western Style
I transmigrated into the only son of the Grand Duke of the North.
Being an omega, I need to marry an alpha to continue the family line...
But the first guy ran away saying Austen was too cold,
And the second guy emptied the safe and fled.
"Geez. Again?"
And every time my marriage failed, I regressed.
But these chubby hands and childish pronunciation seem unusual...
"I'm thwee yeaws old... thwee... fouw..."
It seems like I've regressed to being three years old this time.
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I followed my father to the Imperial Palace to choose my own groom.
"Hello."
"Wow...."
I've never seen someone who looks like this in my entire life.
"If I tell you my name, what will our little master do for me?"
"I'll mawwy you!"
This man is my future groom!
Of course, if someone better shows up, that might change.
And at five years old, when I first ventured outside alone,
I met a snow leopard and brought it home...
"From today on, you're Aeongi."
A being that no one would dare name so casually,
But if Noah names it, that's how it works.
And one night when I was sick in bed,
"I met an angel."
Noah saw an incredibly handsome man in his room...
But when he woke up the next morning, the man was gone.
Was he just a dream in the middle of the night, though he keeps coming to mind?
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