Shao Tien [POV]
Let us take a brief intermission from this looming disaster so I can reintroduce myself, because I am currently experiencing what psychologists would call a complete spiritual collapse.
My real name is Riku Minaru.
I was a fifty-year-old man who died quite peacefully of a medical tumor.
I took my last breath with absolutely no regrets, fully expecting to cross over into the great, quiet void for a well-deserved, eternal rest.
But no.
To my absolute avail, the universe decided to deny my retirement package. Instead, I am stuck right here, navigating my second high-stakes world adventure inside the body of a fragile, undernourished, hidden Omega.
Let's recap my new biological reality, shall we? I am a male who can literally get pregnant at any given moment if some random Alpha decides to aggressively compromise my chastity.
To survive in this dystopian society, I have to constantly pretend to be a mundane Beta, all while being anchored to a utterly useless, glitchy System that I want to violently murder.
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When my consciousness finally drifted back into reality, the first thing I realized was that I couldn't move. My hands and feet were bound tightly with rough, splintery rope.
The second thing I realized was that everything was pitch black. I couldn't see a single thing; the bastards had tightly blindfolded me.
Right in front of my face, a chorus of deep, grating voices echoed through the dark room.
My memory began to piece the broken puzzle together. Right.
I was walking back to my village after a long, exhausting day of selling vegetables at the market when four massive, heavily intoxicated thugs surrounded me, threw a sack over my head, and kidnapped me.
And that is precisely when the world plot data slammed back into my brain, reminding me of the horrific, canon fate of the original Shao Tien.
*I am literally scheduled to be gang-raped and left to die in the dark without a single soul ever knowing what happened to me!!!*
*Waaa!!! No, no, no! This is not how this grandpa goes out! I need to make a strategic escape plan right now... My goodness, how on earth do I escape this?!*
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The Masterclass in Manipulation
As I was having an intense, high-speed debate with my inner self, the heavy, rhythmic thud of footsteps echoed across the floorboards. One of the men was advancing directly toward me. Panic and raw nervousness began to flood my system.
When the first man arrived at my side, his calloused, dirty hand clamped onto my leg. I froze.
I was terrified, my mind racing at a million miles an hour, completely blind to my surroundings because the room was already naturally dark and my blindfold was secure.
*Think, Riku, think! You were a fifty-year-old man! You've seen things! You've... wait.*
Suddenly, a core memory unlocked from my younger years. Back in my youth, I had read an absolute mountain of questionable, trashy, highly dramatic erotic web novels.
*F*cking hell! Why didn't I think of this sooner?! To defeat a cliché plot, you have to use cliché tactics!*
I took a deep breath, swallowed my pride, and let out a soft, trembling gasp.
"Uh-um... Mister...?" I whispered.
I forced my voice to pitch upward, channeling the most delicate, fragile, hyper-feminine energy my vocal cords could possibly muster.
On my left side, another thug let out a low, rumbling chuckle. He tried to answer me in a voice he clearly thought was incredibly sexy (spoiler alert: it absolutely was not).
His greasy hands began to carelessly touch me, exploring my shoulders while I actively fought the violent urge to projectile vomit right onto his chest.
"Y~~e~~s~, little rabbit...?" he purred.
The other guys took that as an invitation. They stepped closer, their hands clamping onto my body, leaning in to leave wet kisses on my neck while they slowly began to tear at my cheap cloth clothes, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
I gulped, entirely blocking out the sensory horror of the moment. I focused every single ounce of my remaining brainpower on recalling the exact, cringe worthy dialogue scripts I had memorized from those trashy novels.
*Please, let the authors of the internet save my life right now.*
"O-oh... your voice is just so incredibly handsome," I stammered seductively, biting my lower lip until it nearly bled.
"And the hands touching me... they're so big and manly... Ah... I want to see you so badly..."
I heard the man directly over me stall. His breathing instantly grew heavy and shallow. Before I even knew what was happening, the tight blindfold was violently ripped from my face.
The sudden rush of dim candlelight brought my vision rushing back. The leader of the thugs looked down at me, laughing loudly with an incredibly arrogant smirk.
"What a slutty little slut we have here!" he boomed, puffing out his massive chest.
"Now that you're looking right at my handsome face, are you shocked?! Huh?!"
I blinked, taking in his appearance for the first time.
*The absolute f*ck! This man is structurally, biologically, and aesthetically ugly!*
An intense army of goosebumps broke out all over my flesh. I quickly scanned my surroundings while this conceited idiot basked in his own delusion.
I was currently tied to a chair in what looked like an old, abandoned hunting cabin. I was a dangerous, chaotic mess—but I still had one card left to play.
I forced my eyes to turn wide and adoring, looking up at the hideous leader.
"Oh~ you are completely right," I cooed, giving him a passionate, slow wink that nearly caused my own soul to leave my body out of sheer disgust.
"You are just *so* hot and sexy. Honestly, compared to your companions here, you are clearly the absolute best one... Uhm... so, why don't we enjoy ourselves just the two of us...?"
*God forgive me,* I screamed internally.
*The moment I get out of here, I need to chug a gallon of high-proof alcohol and literally pour liquid soap directly into my eyes to cleanse them of this filth. It is so f*cking dirty! But I cannot get caught. My freedom and my chastity must remain entirely intact. I will endure this psychological torture even if it kills me!*
I leaned forward as much as the ropes allowed, tilting my head and pouting my lips as cutely as possible.
"And... can you please untie me? My precious wrists are hurting so badly, Sir..."
*Pweh! I am definitely drinking heavily tonight.*
The leader threw his head back and laughed uproariously, completely blinded by his own inflated Alpha ego. He reached down and quickly unfastened the thick ropes binding my hands and feet.
The moment the ropes slackened, I didn't run immediately. Instead, I sat perfectly still, maintaining my pathetic, submissive slut act while my eyes flicked over to the other three massive, ugly thugs standing in the background.
As expected, their expressions were darkening. They looked absolutely furious.
*Hahaha! My plan is flawless! It actually worked!* I cheered internally.
*Huge shoutout to all the trashy erotic novel authors out there—you guys are the real life-savers!*
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The Ultimate Divide and Conquer
Stepping forward with heavy, angry thuds, the other three thugs aggressively approached the self-proclaimed leader.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Ugly Number Two growled, shoving the leader's shoulder.
"We were supposed to share the pleasure and joy of this prize!"
"Yeah, what are you planning to do, huh?!" Ugly Number Three barked, his fists clenching.
"Are you seriously planning to solo him?!"
"We all put in the work to capture him, so we need to share the rewards equally!" Ugly Number Four bellowed.
"No! Shut the hell up!" Ugly Number One—the absolute king of idiots—roared back, stepping over me to shield me from their view.
"I have officially decided! I am the only one allowed to touch him! He is mine! I am the leader of this entire unit, which means I have the ultimate privilege to keep him all to myself!"
"Who said you're the leader?!"
Ugly Number Two shrieked, drawing a rusted dagger.
"I am! I'm the one who should be leading this unit—!"
And just like that, the fragile brotherhood of criminals disintegrated into absolute chaos.
A massive, violent brawl broke out right in the middle of the cabin. Fists flew, teeth were knocked out, and furniture began to shatter as the four Alphas tore into each other like feral dogs.
I didn't waste a single millisecond. I quietly slid off the chair, keeping my posture low, and cast my eyes toward the wooden exit door.
With a burst of speed I didn't know this frail 16-year-old body possessed, I sprinted across the room. I reached the door, threw it open, and burst out into the cool, night air, running like a bat out of hell to secure my ultimate escape.
*Alpha my absolute ass!* I cackled in my mind as the wind whipped against my face.
*They've been completely, utterly outsmarted by a single Omega!*
*Hahaha! You brainless brutes could never hope to reach the intellectual level of this Grandpa! You need to eat a lot more fish and vegetables so you can actually grow a functioning brain, you absolute fools! Hahaha—*
But as the dark silhouette of the woods closed around me, a sudden, terrifying sound echoed from the path ahead.
My laughter cut short, freezing instantly in my throat.
*Oh, come on... I celebrated way too soon.*
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