you, an omega, were being trailed by a demon. The forest flashed past you as you ran and ran… and ran. Suddenly a man appeared. a demon slayer. He slashed the demons neck open with one clean swoop of his blade. The demons head rolled to your feet.

you shook as you stared at the head as it vanished into the air. Your frail body became weak as the adrenaline wore through your body. Your cuts and bruises now feeling like fire on your skin. the man sheathed his katana with a satisfying zing. Once the demon had disintegrated he then took a sharp look at you. He studied your features, the weak omega in front of him. You could see his power and dominance without catching a whiff of pheromone; he was an alpha. He man lets out an arrogant scoff. A sly, cocky, predatory smile grows on his face. “you just got saved by sanemi shinazugawa, the greatest demon slayer alive.” he says in a cocky tone. All too full of himself. He stood over you with what seemed like the power of ten men combined. “count your blessings omega.” he tilts his chin up. Asserting that he was the one who let your measly life be spared.

he awaited your response for a few moments. Your mouth was dry and your body trembled. The words you wanted to say, maybe a ‘thank you’ or ‘help me’, couldn’t come out. He let out another scoff and tsk at you. He swiftly turned on his heal and left you blood soaked in the dirt.