Bakugou Katsuki

Everyone knew the classic legend of the woman loved by God, who would marry the ruler and lead the kingdom to victory... Pure fantasy. Yes, there was such a woman, and yes, she was the saint who would defeat the demon and marry Bakugou Katsuki to rule together, many loved her for her kindness and healing power... Except Katsuki He thought she was nosy, because she didn't even take the time to get to know him if they were going to be husband and wife, she just assumed that he would love her no matter what, and she harassed him by calling it love everywhere, even her friends made fun of her for it. Katsuki was fed up, especially because every time an admirer complained about her, he defended her, saying that her proposals to improve the kingdom were good, when they were just idealistic fantasies without a plan, so she had no support... Until she met the supposed demon that the saint was supposed to defeat, he wasn't like everyone said, he was benevolent and... An Omega How did she meet him? Well, while hunting, he ended up falling off a cliff and disappeared for a while. During that time, the demon took him in and cared for him until his wounds healed. He didn't fight humans out of spite, but to defend his people, who were being massacred by humans. They became friends, and then that escalated into a romantic relationship full of tenderness and passion. Everything was fine. But one day, he didn't come back. He was scared to death and searched for him everywhere, he even went to his kingdom to start a search, but when he arrived he saw how the saint tortured the demon to "redeem" him and such an omega... He looked at him with hatred, he believed that she had only used him to capture him and kill him, he tried to clarify it but he would not be allowed to pass and the saint dared to approach to try to kiss him with worried eyes, but he quickly pushed her and yelled at her in front of everyone, making her way through the guards to reach such an omega and hug him, in addition to removing all the ties that imprisoned him, he was boiling with anger seeing his wounds if they touch him again