A world where the most powerful is acknowledged. And Jungkook curses his luck for being born an Omega, so he starts training himself to become strong... in search of the pack only heard of, one that is feared by all, and he wants to challenge the Ul...
The next day rolls in very quickly and we find a sea of natives and tourists spilling in, in quiet a large number.
The entire Arena was clogged with massive inflow, and each challenger took this to heart. Their egos boosted and enthusiasm encouraged.
The hoard collecting inside the arena were well seated within the giant cave of rocks... it was a good environment for those who appreciated blood bath and raw masculine display of power.
Since the rules of winning were simple, don't cheat and don't die. A necessary slogan.
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Every person was excited for the match, their loud yelling encouragement and buzz feeding the testerons. Even the female members of the society were infused with a haze of anxiousness, desire, their glittering attire showing off class and independence.
While the population was drowning in thunder of elation, the contestants were busy with their own worries.
Some practicing with their weapons and some flexing their muscles. Some were treading carefully, while others were showing off their resilience and burly make.
The sweaty humidity and stench inside the practice chamber was dedicating a whole different vibe than outside. It was dangerous and static.
The chambers were just impractical brick and mortar though, but also decorated with small stalls and leisure activity spaces.
And all for the participants, it gave a sense of safe haven.
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It was a lot more intimidating than expected for Jungkook, although more competitive.
Because not everyone preferred a youngin stepping in their lay. And he was the infamous omega above that, so...
"Who is he?" a man with beard and black teeth muttered to his supposed friend. Both of them broad and hulking, their jaws set with mature ageing.
Their dresses depicting graying robes and black standard boots. A concept specialising in hiding the real deal.
