Omegaverse Symbols นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

The story is set in an omegaverse universe with a contemporary setting. Omegaverse means the population of the world is divided into three species. I. Alpha II. Beta III. Omega The three species hold two more divisions, dominant and recessive. Dominants are the rarest and most desired in each species.

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

The same symbols burning along Eryth's chains. The same symbols I'd seen in the memories. Everyone stumbled backward. Everyone except the creature. And the Architect. Because neither looked surprised. The symbol beneath our feet completed itself. A perfect circle. Ancient. Glowing. Alive. Then a voice spoke. Not Eryth. Not Valir. Not the Architect. A woman's voice. Inside my head. Inside Damion's. Inside the entire bond. The vessels have reunited. The world stopped. I knew that voice.

Finally, omegas. I took a seat beside the other omegas. One of them was my best friend, Selene. Now here's the thing: Selene isn’t exactly weak, but God, she's allergic to everything. Trees, grass, animals, the sun and even some werewolves. It was that bad. The omega forum, usually silent and half-dead, was buzzing today. "What's going on?" I asked Selene. "It's about the mating ceremony," she said. "What about it?"

Isadora hissed, her face red with anger. "Me? Jealous of you?" Eloise laughed. "Please. The last thing I’d want is to be a spoiled, arrogant brat!" As the two of them kept arguing, I tuned them out and focused on the runes. They kept shifting and glowing, twisting around like they were alive. And then, suddenly, I noticed something oddly familiar. The Moon Goddess symbol. The Wolfville Realm Mark. The First Alpha’s Claw. The names echoed in my head, as if they had always been there. But how? I couldn’t remember ever studying them. Still, it all felt so natural. Like I had known them my whole life.

“I think the Nirathi is within us.” As soon as the words fall out of Kieran’s mouth, there is silence, and it’s as if everyone is holding their breath as they freeze, and it lingers for a moment before Riven breaks it. “What the fuck, man, that’s not funny,” Kieran casts him a glare. “Did I stutter?” “Why do you think that?” Cassian inquires. Kieran draws in a deep breath as he explains. “The omegas that came in; they have a tattoo that’s the same as the symbol. I am not mistaken.”

Nerina pointed to the eastern ocean. "My sanctuary." Aurel pointed to the northern mountains. "My temple." A third symbol pulsed beneath a vast desert. "The Guardian of Flames," Orion said. Another glowed within an endless forest. "The Guardian of Earth." A fifth shimmered over frozen lands beyond the northern sea. "The Guardian of Time." The sixth appeared over a chain of floating islands hidden among the clouds. "The Guardian of Stars." Finally... The last symbol appeared directly beneath Willowbrook Academy. Everyone stared. Lucien frowned.