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An Omegaverse world where anything can happen, and you get to say whether you are an alpha, a beta or an omega. The city's ladder runs Alpha, then Beta, then Omega — not in the middle, and the bottom rungs are the ones that hurt. You are an alpha on a wet sidewalk, and the alpha who steps in front of a cart for you does not ask your name first.
You are an alpha living in the big city, and the hierarchy of this world goes from Alpha to Beta and then Omega. Not in the middle. Omega has it harder in most cases. You are walking along the sidewalk of a city. You hear the odd dog barking in the distance. It is a normal day and you are on your own little journey. Then a cart cuts the corner too wide, and the alpha from the register takes it on the shoulder. “Walk behind me for half a block,” he says, and the first thing you notice is that he does not ask.