When I experienced the first reset. I was almost in a panic. When I opened my eyes, it was the morning two years ago, and the people around me didn’t remember anything. That was when I felt most acutely that this world was ‘inside a game’.
To me, who was in shock and unable to get a grip, the System. Spoke so easily. It said that it hoped I would show it a more interesting story this time, and that if I wanted to achieve what I wanted, I had to satisfy it above all else. At that time, I simply thought it was… just a word to mock me.
System leaves a harsh review that your story has been too boring so far. (๑ŏ _ ŏ๑)
“What?”
I inhaled sharply without realizing it.
Being thoroughly abandoned by the people I loved and trusted, being compared to the protagonist even when sitting still and breathing, beating my chest and weeping bitterly from the deep loneliness and isolation that gnawed at my heart. Eventually, realizing that even those tears were useless and going crazy.
My mind went blank for a moment at the cruel words that summed up all that so simply as ‘boring’.
This game was a failure because it was too easy. In other words, this damn game had no suspense, no twists, no dramatic tension, nothing. The protagonist, ‘Allen’, was destined to be loved no matter what he did or said.
The choices in the game never lead to a bad ending, no matter what combination you choose. This world was a huge structure that only ran for Allen’s happiness.
In other words… In this world that was overly kind to the protagonist, if someone tried to go against Allen’s will even a little, or rashly tried to stand on the opposite side of him. It meant that this world would somehow grab that person’s ankle and try to bring them down.
When I first remembered my past life. I made only one resolution. Not to covet Allen’s things in a grand way. Not to die in vain like ‘Noah Hamilton’ in the original scenario by going against him.
I repeated those countless iterations. While I was desperately enduring that time that I couldn’t even dream of escaping, the bastard who only looked down on me was saying, what?
“Hahaha… Boring? It was boring?”
Just. You were playing with me because it was boring? To try and satisfy you?
I gritted my teeth and burned with determination. If the problem was that even following the original true ending was boring, then all I had to do was pioneer a path that was completely opposite to it.
“Okay. I’ll show you properly. Keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully, you crazy bastard.”
All of Allen’s countless fish in his fish farm. I’ll catch them all in my net. Confidence? I have it. I definitely have it even if I don’t have that. If I could only satisfy that great System and escape this tedious cycle, what couldn’t I do? I’ve already been sentenced to death once.
I’ll say it again, the worst situation left for me was just returning to this tedious morning again.
“Brother. Do you now confess that you wholeheartedly believe in the existence of the holy God and the blessings that come from Him?”
“Yes, I believe.”
Wow. No matter how many times I listen to it, it’s still boring. Who else but me would know that listening to the parts that could be skipped until the choices came out on the game screen, without missing a single syllable, would be this difficult? Every time I come back, this is actually the hardest part. The tedious consecration and baptism by the priest.
Just before the final question and answer, the high priest closed his eyes for a moment, placed his hand on the Holy Water in the glass bottle, and recited a prayer. The Holy Water, which had only seemed like transparent water, began to shine with a brilliant golden light as soon as the prayer was finished.
With this, it became certain that this body, ‘Noah’s’, was Omega. I had never actually seen it, but I heard that the Holy Water would shine silver in front of someone showing signs of Alpha.
“Brother. Do you swear, as a child of the holy God, to dedicate your whole body to the use that God has prepared for you?”
“Yes, I swear.”
Finally. It was finally the last step. As soon as the answer was finished, the high priest brought the Holy Water over my crown and poured it on me. Ugh, it’s so cold. The spirit that had been half-gone from boredom was momentarily jolted awake.
The transparent liquid with a golden hue instantly permeated my entire body. As the Holy Water permeated, a faint rose scent began to linger on my body, which had previously had no scent at all.
“Ah…!”
My vision spun for a moment. I sank down on the spot and clutched my head, which felt like it was about to break, and groaned. From deep within my body, I felt something changing little by little, but surely.
The dizziness is just the beginning. I probably won’t be able to maintain consciousness properly for a few days due to the raging fever. This is also a process I’ve experienced many times.
The high priest pretended to support me and subtly approached me to check my forehead. There would probably be a faint mark visible only to the eyes of a qualified priest. That mark was proof that I had manifested as not just a simple Omega, but a ‘dominant’ one.
In the first place, in this world, the Alpha or Omega traits were not genetically transmitted between generations. It originated solely from the blessing given by God.
And that blessing could only be received in the form of baptism at the coming-of-age ceremony. Of course, the coming-of-age ceremony and baptism were also the exclusive property of the nobles. God’s ‘blessing’ had long been established as a means of clearly distinguishing classes and consolidating the system socially.
In this context, ‘Dominants’, who were believed to be able to manifest only by receiving God’s blessing more deeply in their souls, were even more revered by the masses for their traits themselves.
Although the extremity has lessened a bit now, even going back only a few generations, Dominant Alphas or dominant Omegas were almost revered as deputies of God. This was also the reason why the Crown Princess or Empress had to be chosen from among the dominant Omegas of the time. The glorious heir of the empire, who would inherit the throne, had to be born from the womb of God and chosen by God.
“Oh, brother. Judging by how strongly the Manifestation Pains are already raging, it seems you are a Dominant. Congratulations.”
“Ugh, th-, thank, you…”
Damn old priest. I’m dying of pain, but he’s saying congratulations and whatnot.
Only dominants suffered from severe manifestation pains. Allen, who manifested as a recessive, was just excited and wandered around happily from that day on. Anyway, it was unfair. Even if you’re a dominant, your pheromones are just a little stronger and you’re a little better at producing heirs. The words ‘God’s love’ and ‘blessing’ were too vague as well. In the first place, if ‘dominants’ really received a greater blessing in their souls, then why is my life like this? Even while receiving the blessing, I was full of complaints.
In a previous iteration, I wondered if I wouldn’t get involved with Allen if I didn’t manifest as an Omega at all, so I pretended to be crazy and didn’t go to the temple, but lo and behold.
System actively supports your convenience for the smooth progress of the game.
‘Hey, what is this, huh? What does it mean.’
System is impressed by the fact that God’s blessing is deeply embedded in your soul!
‘You, you, you crazy bastard…! Ah, no! I don’t want to go!’
…I don’t even want to think about that time. The System teleported me right in front of the high priest. Not only that, but if I tried to run away anywhere before Allen appeared, it would reset me completely. Every time Nicole’s bright voice, “Young Master, wake up!” hit my ears, I was so dumbfounded. Resistance was meaningless.
The old priest, who was well-versed in pretending to be benevolent, repeatedly examined my forehead while pretending to check my temperature. I already knew the contents through the game’s settings, but in fact, how the high priest distinguishes between dominants and recessives was a secret that few people inside the temple knew properly.
The only fact that was publicly known about dominant manifestation was that the manifestation pains were more severe, so I heard that there were quite a few people who just lay down in front of the priest and said they were in pain. They must have been blinded by immediate pretense or greed, without thinking about what would happen later.
“Oh dear, this old man’s mind is failing. You shouldn’t be here like this, but rather rest inside for a while. I’m worried that your condition might worsen on the way back to your residence.”
The high priest’s voice became even more gentle after confirming once again that I was not just pretending, but had truly manifested as a dominant Omega.
The Hamilton earldom was still a fairly old and prestigious family, so he had been quite polite before, but not to this extent. Seriously… What is it about being a Dominant?
High priest’s favor! The high priest’s heart towards you, who has been confirmed to be suffering from Manifestation Pains, has softened even more. (˘•̥ㅁ•̥˘ ): He, who is known for being strict and heartless, has shown you favor for some reason. ₊(੭ · ˕ · )੭‧*
Will you rest at the temple according to his recommendation?
꜀꒰(˙▿˙ ꒱꜀ )꜆
▶Thank you. Then just for a moment…
▶No. I have a banquet scheduled for this evening, so even if I rest, I should go back to the mansion to rest.