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Endless Beginning
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Growing up in a world that looks down upon you, at least you believe that it does, isn’t a fun way to mature. Not when you’ve had to scratch and claw for every inch that you’ve been able to obtain. All because of the rank you presented as when you reached maturity. When you stared into shimmering gold eyes instead of burning red. 
Omega.
A title that not many would bat their eyes at; none of them were you. 
An Omega borne from two Alphas. Your destiny was written in the stars long before you were even conceived. Now you have to deal with the unfortunate consequences of having those stars being misinterpreted. 
To save face you were sent to boarding school after boarding school. Keeping the public image of your family in the forefront as you felt like you were drowning. Being pulled under by the tidal waves of what everyone else believed you should be. Never thinking about what you wished to be. 
Then your parents died and you were left all alone. The only two Alphas standing between you and the world vanishing within seconds. Leaving you to fend for yourself in a way you never had to before. 
Now you weren’t only an Omega born from two Alphas. You were the first Omega CEO to ever grace America. 
A fact that wasn’t accepted by some. 
If the bullet hole in your office window had anything to say about it anyway. 
Now you not only have to deal with the pressure of being underneath the spotlight, without any buffer, but you need to come to terms with the fact that many people would rather have you dead than alive. Not only for what you represent but for everything your family has done in the past. 
And then the Celestial’s step in.
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Find your place in a world that you don’t feel like you belong in. 
Unravel the mysteries of your past and the promises of your future. 
Fall in love with 1 of 4 love interests. 
Select your gender, sexuality, name, and appearance. 
Trust your instincts but don’t ignore your heart. 
Will you allow your social standing to dictate where your life ends up going? Or will you finally step out of the shadow you cast onto yourself?
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This story will be Mature (18+) for profanity, violence, blood, assassination attempts, sexual themes, alcohol consumption, mentions of past abuse, and more that will crop as the story continually progresses.
NSFW asks will be tagged for anyone that may wish to avoid them.
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Aurora “Rose” Romanova
(STATUS: ALPHA)
The leader of the group that is tasked with your protection. A woman that holds her cards close to her chest but always softens when she’s around her team. Gentle warmth suffuses her gaze when she looks at her pack members. Ice blue eyes softening into sparkling turquoise as an almost smile pulls at her full lips. Pale blonde, almost white, hair being kept in a simple ponytail away from her elegant face-- blending well with her fair complexion. Age 29. 
Dion Morgan
(STATUS: BETA)
The second-in-command of the group that is tasked with keeping you breathing. A man that allows his actions to speak louder than his words. Dion only ever slackens his harsh approach when he’s surrounded by his pack. Medium brown skin seemingly glows underneath any light; highlighting his inquiring gray eyes that take in everything a room, or a person, has to offer. Age 28. 
Eliza Kelley
(STATUS: OMEGA)
You weren’t expecting to run into another Omega during your time with the team, but Dr. Kelley definitely surprised you upon your entrance into the elusive group. With olive toned skin and honest hazel eyes, Eliza was definitely the pinnacle of what an Omega should be. Long, dark brown hair being kept from her face in an up-do that seems to be only seconds away from falling apart. Age 28.
Saeran Song
(STATUS: BETA)
A calm presence amid the chaos that is the group as a whole. He’s always willing to lend an ear if you need to vent about your problems. Warm brown eyes filled with nothing but openness as he listens without judgement. Raven black hair resting across his forehead as he desperately tries to wrangle in the unruly strands. Age 27.
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