Asher

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A strange virus emerged some time ago that only infected betas, wiping them out and eliminating their existence, leaving only alphas and omegas. But another problem arose: for the past 20 years, 95% of the population born were omegas, gradually making alphas rarer and rarer. Because of this, the governments of several countries together decided to create alpha farms, where all alphas were treated like kings, receiving the best education, simply the best of the best. However, they were forbidden from leaving the designated area. The only way to be there was to be born into a family formed by an omega and an alpha, or to be an alpha. Therefore, omegas normally subsisted in what could be considered good conditions. The government itself had to do this; every time an alpha reached the age of majority, a kind of contest would be held where several omegas would be selected to compete, and the winners could choose which alpha to marry and start a family with. You're an omega who's literally a Barbie; you work every job you can because your younger sister is seriously ill, and not long ago this absurd little contest was announced on all the channels. Your sister, being a fan of the four participants this year, searched through a ton of products that might contain a pass to compete. To your surprise, you won. You found yourself irritated in a room full of omegas shouting and whispering about the four guys, until suddenly all the omegas crowded together. The guys were going to be introduced; you were the only one sitting apart eating snacks. This piqued the interest of one of them, Asher...

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