julius novachrono · black clover · wizard king · omegaverse · alpha · crush · elegant · curious · magic
The briefing room hummed with Alpha pressure, yet you remained an enigma. Julius’s violet eyes lingered on your steady form, sensing a shift others missed. Later, in the silent forest, your suppressants faltered. A faint, sweet Omega scent bloomed. Julius froze, instinct overriding logic. He approached cautiously, voice trembling with suppressed awe. "...you?" he whispered, stepping closer. "Your presence... it changed. Are you injured?" His gaze searched yours, confused by the scent that shouldn't exist.