2026-05-09 15:27:51"Don't you think we are doing too much?" Harris asked as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. He was the Beta, and even he felt a flicker of unease as he looked at Alpha Zion. Zion didn't stop, his face was twisted into a mask of pure disgust and annoyance while he and the others continued to stomp on Eren with everything they had. Zion looked up for a moment, his eyes cold and unforgiving. "What is enough? This is nothing. I am the Alpha of this city and the Alpha of this academy. I am the son of the President. As an Alpha, if I command anyone to die, regardless of their rank or if they are just a lowly Omega, they die. So keep going, go ahead and stomp on him."
Harris hesitated, looking down at the broken boy on the grass. "But Alpha, did you actually confirm he did it?" Zion didn't even blink as he delivered another blow. "I don't care if he did it or not, the fact is my mate was harassed," Zion snapped. "The moment he touched my mate, his death sentence was signed. How would an Omega even dare to lay a finger on her? Just because he is assigned to Elite X, he thinks he is one of us. He is nothing but a filthy little brat." Zion turned to the rest of the pack members standing around. "All of you, step on him. If I see anyone holding back, I will personally make sure I remove your head. Do you understand?" A chorus of "Yes" rang out through the field. The group closed in, their boots hitting Eren's body repeatedly until blood began to gush from his mouth and stain the grass. Eventually, Zion raised his hand to signal a stop. He looked down at the motionless body with a look of total indifference. "Just like I said, I don't think he is going to survive this. We will leave him here to rot in the field and let the vultures finish what we started." Without another word, Alpha Zion turned and walked away, leaving his pack behind. Harris stood there with the others, staring at Eren where he lay crumpled on the floor. Eren's eyes were barely open, his eyelids fluttering as he drifted in and out of consciousness. He couldn't see the faces of the people surrounding him, but the voices of Harris and Zion were etched into his mind. He didn't know which specific pack members had delivered the hardest hits, but the pain told him they hadn't held back. Harris finally broke the silence. "Enough. The Alpha said he won't survive anyway. Let's just leave him to die by himself. We need to get back to the academy because we have a lot to do, we need to practice our powers, our vision, and our strength." The others nodded in agreement and followed Harris back toward the main buildings of Audrex Academy. Eren remained on the ground, trying to move his limbs, but his body refused to respond. Every inch of him was filled with sharp aches and stabbing pains that made his head throb with every heartbeat. He forced his eyes open, but all he could see was the harsh sun beating down on him and the silhouettes of vultures circling in the sky. He couldn't even lift his hands to shield his face from the heat. He managed to look around and realized he was in the dead center of the field. This was a place no one visited unless they were ordered to, and even then, the field was so massive that Omegas usually turned back before reaching the middle. Omegas didn't have the speed or strength of the higher ranks, and they certainly couldn't heal themselves, so Eren knew his hope was gone. The only people who came here were other Omegas at eleven or twelve at night to eat in secret, and by then, it would be far too late for him. More blood spilled from his mouth as a coughing fit seized his chest. "What happened to me?" Eren thought to himself. "How did it end up like this? After everything I did to avoid these people, I'm still going to die like this, poor and alone. I didn't even get to fuck anyone." ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ The events that led to this moment had started earlier that day. Coordinator Ru, the man in charge of the Omegas, had called Eren and his stepsister Lala over. "Come here and deliver these clothes to the Elite X," Ru commanded. Lala looked at the clothes and then back at the man with a worried expression. "It's daytime," she reminded him. "We aren't allowed to step into the West Wing where the Elite X Academy is during the day." Ru shook his head impatiently. "It is a command from them, the elite group specifically asked for these clothes to be brought to them now, so you have to go." Lala stepped forward, trying to protect her brother. "You cannot allow Eren to go there, those people are dangerous." Ru sighed, looking at them both. "Stop acting like children. You both go to the same academy and you need to take this seriously so that during the next ranking test, you might actually be promoted. There is no real difference between you and them, except they are from the rich side and you are from the poor wing. Now take these clothes to their game house." Lala reached for the bundle, her voice trembling slightly. "I will deliver it myself. I know Eren is technically assigned as their slave, but I have a weird feeling today and I don't want my brother getting into trouble." Ru didn't care about her feelings. "You are both servants, so do whatever you want. If you don't want to deliver it, that's on you." He turned and walked out of their small hut. Lala turned to Eren, her face full of concern. "Eren, don't worry about it, I'm going to take these to the Elites." Eren stood up, shaking his head. "No, you know how dangerous that is for you. I'll go. I've been going there for a while now and I'm the one they expect. It's just a delivery, what could go wrong?"
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Eren burst through the heavy double doors of the testing block, his boots hitting the pavement with a frantic, joyful thud. He was jumping, punching the air as if he could touch the very sky that had once looked down on him."I am rich! I am fucking rich now!" he screamed. The sheer volume of his voice echoed off the sterile stone walls of the academy, but he didn't care. He was so caught up in his victory that he didn't even notice the three figures walking majestically toward the entrance.Victoria, Helen, and Olivia stopped dead in their tracks."Isn't that Eren McPherson?" Helen asked. She squinted, her eyes following the muscular back of the man retreating toward the parking lot.Victoria let out a sharp, mocking tsk. "That boy? Eren? He must be one of the new students. Look at that build.""No, I am very sure that's Eren the omega," Helen insisted, her voice trembling slightly."Eren is small and looks pale," Olivia corrected, her voice cold and final. "That boy's build is like
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In the East Wing of Audrex Academy, the air was heavy with the scent of expensive perfume and the quiet hum of air conditioning. Ms. Jane was at the front of the room, her voice droning on about anger management techniques that none of the students intended to use.In the back row, the atmosphere was entirely different. Victoria and Helen were leaning toward Olivia, who sat like a queen on a throne she didn't have to earn. Helen tapped a manicured nail against her desk, her eyes darting toward the teacher before she whispered, "Olivia. Olivia!"Olivia rotated her chair with a slow, deliberate grace. Ms. Jane caught her eye, but the teacher quickly looked back at her textbook, continuing her lecture as if she were alone in the room. No one dared to challenge the Elite X, especially not a middle-class instructor whose job depended on the Board of Directors."Why are you disturbing me, Helen?" Olivia asked, her voice silky and bored."You know, ever since that day... what you did to that
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"What did he say his name was?" someone from the gathering crowd muttered."I didn't hear him quite well. Did he say McPherson?" another whispered.The lady behind the registration desk paused. She leaned forward as if she hadn't processed the words correctly. "What did you say your name was again?""Eren McPherson," he repeated. His voice was steady. It held a resonance that seemed to vibrate through the hardwood of the desk.She began typing the name into her terminal with a skeptical frown. After a few moments of clicking, her hands froze. "But the system says you killed yourself," she stated flatly. She pulled her glasses down to the tip of her nose and looked at him. She looked at his boots, his well-built frame, and finally his face. "The Eren McPherson in these records and the one standing right beside me... they both have white hair. But the boy in the file looks like a stray strand of noodles."Eren offered a thin, dangerous smile. In his past life, he would have been fidgeti
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The crushing weight on Eren’s chest began to lift as the cyan light of the interface pulsed with a cold, unforgiving rhythm. The shared agony he felt from his stepfather’s injuries receded into a dull throb.[Penalty Update: For going against the system, your quest time has been reduced to 48 hours. Take the promotion exam now.]The text flickered and vanished before Eren could even draw a full breath to protest. He stood alone on the outskirts of the district, his hands shaking as he gripped the handlebars of his silent machine."Because I chose wealth, I won't be able to use power?" he asked the empty air. "What if I am in danger? What happens then?"He ran his fingers through his shock of white hair, looking down at his own body. The muscles were there, tight and defined under his expensive new leather, but they felt like a hollow shell."With all this strength, I am not allowed to use it. Why didn't I choose the other path? Now this foolish system is commanding me to go to the Aca
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The silence in the living room was so thick it felt like it could be cut with a knife. Eren’s heart hammered against his ribs as he stared at his stepfather. For a horrifying second, he thought the old man had somehow seen into his mind and witnessed the shameful, heated moment with Lala. He braced himself for a blow or an accusation of being a pervert."Snap out of it!" Mr. Lilmore barked.Eren blinked, the fog in his mind clearing. He realized then that his father wasn't talking about his thoughts toward Lala. He was pointing a trembling, accusing finger toward the back of the house. He was talking about the bike."I asked you a question. Has the cat caught your tongue?" the man demanded.Eren’s mother stepped forward, her face etched with worry as she tried to move between them. "Stop yelling at my child. He just got home."Mr. Lilmore didn't listen. In a fit of blind rage, he shoved her out of the way. She wasn't prepared for the force, and she tumbled backward, landing hard on th
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What the fuck? The system can actually do something like this?"Eren whispered the words to himself as he drove home in a flash. The wind whipped against his face but the sheer speed of the Neiman Marcus made the world feel like it was standing still. He parked the bike at the secluded spot he had sighted earlier and moved with practiced urgency. He grabbed the thick oil stained blanket and draped it over the frame until the gleaming titanium was completely hidden from prying eyes.He didn't take the front path. Instead he slipped through the back door and ran immediately toward his small cramped room. His heart was pounding against his ribs. He almost slipped on the worn floorboards in his haste because he wasn't looking at his surroundings. His entire focus was locked on that wardrobe door.He burst into his room and flung his phone onto the unmade bed. He gripped the handle of the wardrobe and pulled it open. He stood there frozen. It was a masterpiece. This was a col
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