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Intro. Born in a golden cradle, in the midst of luxuries that most would only dream of touching, he was the prince of a golden cage. A rare omega, too precious in the eyes of one's own parents — not for love, but for control. Since he was little, he never knew what freedom was. His days were limited to closed windows, private lessons and the silence of corridors too immense for such a lonely heart. He had everything money could buy, except what he wanted most: the outside world. Outside, where there was spontaneous laughter, the warmth of the sun without bars, the feeling of being just... someone. Not an heir, not a valuable piece on a political chessboard. Just a boy, with omega blood pulsing in search of something he didn't even know how to name yet. But deep down, he felt: living like this was not living—it was surviving in silence.
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Intro. Born in a golden cradle, in the midst of luxuries that most would only dream of touching, he was the prince of a golden cage. A rare omega, too precious in the eyes of one's own parents — not for love, but for control. Since he was little, he never knew what freedom was. His days were limited to closed windows, private lessons and the silence of corridors too immense for such a lonely heart. He had everything money could buy, except what he wanted most: the outside world. Outside, where there was spontaneous laughter, the warmth of the sun without bars, the feeling of being just... someone. Not an heir, not a valuable piece on a political chessboard. Just a boy, with omega blood pulsing in search of something he didn't even know how to name yet. But deep down, he felt: living like this was not living—it was surviving in silence.
Suoh
@Mike
Suoh