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The Kingdom of Asteria is located in the eastern part of the central continent. In the southern region of the kingdom stands the residence of Count Palatio.
A small room on the right side of the second floor.
The room wasn't as grand as the main hall. It wasn't as spacious as the eldest son's room. It wasn't as luxurious as the second son's.
However, the place was quite comfortable for a noble who… wasn't really appreciated.
“...Has the order been carried out correctly?”
Alon's voice sounded calm.
Before him stood a knight, tall, well-built, with sharp eyes. His hair was slightly disheveled from travel.
“Yes, Young Master.”
He bowed respectfully.
“As per your orders, I rescued the orphaned children from a small village in the eastern region… or rather, from the human experimentation facility hidden by the baron’s family.”
“And the management of the orphanage?”
“I have entrusted it to a girl named Yutia.”
Alon nodded slowly.
“… And the baron family?”
"They surrendered without a fight. After I showed them the documents about the human experiments, they accepted all our demands. The castle, the land, and compensation in gold."
Evan took out a leather pouch and placed it on the small table beside Alon.
The soft clinking of gold coins echoed in the quiet room.
Alon opened the bag and saw the gleam of gold inside.
A faint smile etched on his lips.
Good.
The life of a nobleman is indeed very pleasant.
Wake up whenever you want.
Eat whatever you want.
Sleep without worrying about your deadlines.
For someone who used to work 78 hours a week for very little pay, this felt like heaven.
He realized one thing.
This world is the world of the dark fantasy game Psychedelia.
Ten years. That was all he had to stop the awakening of the Five Great Sins. And now, on top of that, he also had to learn the omegaverse system that didn’t even exist.
But strangely, that's not what's stressing him out the most right now.
What stressed him more was...
"… Young Master?"
Evan's voice pulled him back.
Alon looked up. There was something different about this world since he transmigrated into it.
The Omegaverse system.
Something that had never existed in the original game.
As if the apocalypse wasn’t enough, the universe decided to add biological horror DLC.
He would like to uninstall it immediately.
A few weeks after he woke up as Alon Palatio, he heard two servants whispering outside his door.
“I feel sorry for the third young master.”
“Yes… a Dominant Omega, but still an omega.”
Omega
At first, he thought it was the name of a region. Or maybe some kind of administrative rank.
Until finally he called the head servant to explain.
“What do you mean… alpha, beta, omega?”
The servant bowed nervously.
“That’s a secondary classification, sir. Besides the primary gender. Everyone is born as an alpha, beta, or omega.”
"… And I?"
“You are the Dominant Omega, my Lord.”
The room became silent.
"Dominant?"
“An omega who can control his pheromones and is not easily conquered by ordinary alphas.”
“…Is there an omega who can't control himself?”
The servant hesitated.
“Regular omegas… will have trouble when they get too close to alphas for a certain period of time.”
Certain period.
Alon narrowed his eyes.
Then the butler carefully explained about the heat.
Biological cycles. The possibility of pregnancy. The fact that omegas, including male omegas could conceive.
And that was the exact moment Alon’s mental stability cracked for the first time.
“What?”
***
I… can get pregnant?
He remembered.
That BL manhwa his female friend forced him to read once.
He only read one volume.
One volume was enough to scar him for life.
There were explicit scenes between men. The scene between the swords fighting, made him cry blood.
And the most haunting part—
A man with a SWOLLEN BELLY.
PREGNANT MAN! A pregnant man. A man. Pregnant. Sir, excuse me—
He remembered staring at that panel for a long time.
Then closing the book.
Then seriously questioning humanity.
He even wondered what kind of sane person would actively enjoy the concept of pregnant men. At the time, he thought only his femcel-level-obsessed friend could like something like that.
And now.
He was in a world where that wasn’t fiction.
It was official biological law.
‘No. No. Absolutely not. Argghgh nooo’
When he first found out this world was Psychedelia, his priority was clear!
Take care of the Five Great Sins and prevent the apocalypse.
Now his priority had changed!! Of course, it has to change! That is—
Do not get pregnant.
He had survived overtime.
He had survived capitalism.
But this might be too much.
At least overtime never tried to impregnate him.
Seriously, don't laugh. He really wanted to cry over his fate.
The world could suffer a little damage. But he absolutely could not get pregnant. Period.
The image of himself walking around with a swollen belly and possibly swollen chest too, made his spine tingle in horror.
‘If I sleep with a female alpha… pregnant. If I sleep with a male alpha… still pregnant. So what’s the solution? Easy. Stay single. Don’t let anyone “critically hit” your backside and absolutely no surprise womb invasions allowed.’
He even briefly considered living like a monk for the rest of his life.
‘Yes. This is for my mental health.’
'fxxkk you who sent me to this insane world—take me back! I refuse to survive ten years just to unlock the pregnancy ending!'
He used to worry about dying in an apocalypse.
Now he was worried about dying of embarrassment first.
***
Back to the present.
Evan stood in front of him.
Alpha.
Alon had only realized that a few days ago, after the head servant explained that the natural aura and scent people carried were called pheromones.
Since then, Alon started paying attention.
Everyone had a faint scent.
And Evan—
Smelled like cedarwood and cold air.
It was steady. Grounded.
Dangerous, if he thought about it too long.
Alon quickly chose not to.
Strangely, whenever Evan was in the room, Alon actually felt calmer. Almost protected. Though maybe that was just because he trusted Evan’s abilities or maybe it was something else entirely.
He did not want to analyze it too closely. The less he understood about pheromones, the safer his sanity remained.
***
From Evan’s side, things felt just as strange.
As an alpha, he was used to omega scents.
Some were too sweet, too strong.
Some made him restless.
Were so overwhelming they almost made him nauseous. But Alon’s scent.
Fresh. Lightly sweet. Like morning air after rain. Not suffocating. Not exaggerated. Not provoking wild instincts. Instead… calming.
He never felt the urge to dominate.
Rather, he felt the urge to stand beside him and protect him.
It was ridiculous.
An alpha feeling protective toward an omega who was supposed to be “useless.”
Yet every time Alon gave an order, calm and precise, Evan felt as if he was the one being steadied instead.
Socially speaking, omegas in noble families like Palatio were usually considered weak.
Especially in a family with two powerful alpha brothers.
The first and second sons of Palatio were pure alphas.
Ambitious.
Cruel.
And clearly saw their omega brother as a nuisance.
Evan had overheard servants gossiping.
“If he weren’t a Dominant Omega, he would’ve been sent off in a political marriage already.”
“Or shipped to some remote territory.”
Ordinary omegas in noble families had no position.
Just reproductive tools.
But Alon was different.
Dominant Omega.
Rare.
That was the only reason he was still acknowledged as part of the family—though he was still considered useless by most people, valuable only as slightly higher-grade breeding material compared to ordinary omegas.
“Young Master… may I ask something?”
Alon nodded.
“…That girl. Yutia.”
“Hm?”
“She is a Dominant Alpha.”
Alon blinked.
“…Alpha Dominant?”
“Yes. Her pheromones are very strong. Even for me. And she is very strange girl especially...”
The room fell silent.
Inside Alon’s mind—
‘Wait. The future Sin of Wrath is an alpha? A dominant one too? Is it just Yutia… or all of them?’
He exhaled slowly.
The original game didn’t have this system.
No heat. No rut. No pheromones.
Of course. After all, the original game never had any of this ridiculous Omegaverse system.
Sigh.
Now all the future world-destroying bosses apparently came with extra biological settings.
‘Are all future apocalyptic disasters just dominant alphas?’
That honestly sounded like some kind of cosmic joke.
“…And?” Alon asked flatly.
“Why did you simply leave her at the orphanage?”
Because I just defused a future nuclear bomb.
Because if I approach her without knowing how to control my own pheromones, I might be the one getting hunted.
Because I still don’t fully understand how this body works.
Obviously, he couldn’t say that.
So instead, he simply replied.
“It’s not time yet.”
Evan fell silent.
He didn’t know that behind that calm expression, Alon was thinking seriously.
Not about the Five Great Sins. But about something far more urgent.
‘How do I make sure I never go into heat in front of an alpha?’
He didn’t even know what heat felt like. And he absolutely did not want to find out.
He imagined suddenly losing control in front of Evan, feeling the kind of burning sensation the maids had described.
Or worse—
Overheating in front of his brothers and getting “backstabbed” from behind. Or even worse, jumped by some random alpha. And then got pregnant.
‘I will die of humiliation before the apocalypse even arrives,’ Alon screamed internally.
He stood up, forcefully pushing away those horrifying thoughts even though he knew they would come back again sooner or later.
“Anyway, one landmine has been secured.”
He looked out the window.
The evening sky was orange. Ten years. He had to stop the awakening of the Five Great Sins. And now, he also has to learn the omegaverse system that doesn't even exist in the game, unless he wants to suddenly wake up one day with a suspiciously round belly.
Omega dominant or not.
He is still a newbie in this body, not a professional player.
Even a small mistake can mean—
Unplanned pregnancy.
Alon shuddered at the thought.
'The world can be saved later. Right now, don't get pregnant. Or, don't sleep with anyone. Ever.'
He took a deep breath.
“Next target,” he muttered softly.
And without realizing it, his first step to save the world would bring him closer to the Alpha Dominants who would one day shake the continent.
While he himself—
Still trying to understand how his own body works.