After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Became That Omega - Chapter 1

September.

Autumn in Yun City was still somewhat sweltering.

The gates of Yun City University were bustling, crowded with orientation teams. Freshmen who had just stepped onto campus looked at everything with wide-eyed curiosity. Seniors from various colleges greeted the green-faced newcomers with overflowing enthusiasm.

“History Department Omegas, register over here! Everyone else, go to the other side.”

“Dance Department, report here.”

“Computer Science Omegas, please register. We have dedicated staff to escort you.”

The endless shouting added an extra layer of heat to the already rowdy campus.

“Hello, is this where the Literature Department reports?” A refreshing voice startled the drowsy registrar.

Literature was a very niche major; out of a hundred people reporting, you’d be lucky to find one for Literature. The registrar had been staring blankly at the beautiful Omegas from the Dance Department all morning until his eyes were blurry. By nearly noon, he was nodding off.

The voice was like a bottle of ice-cold soda pressed against one’s face in the heat of summer—a crisp pop that jolted the registrar awake.

He looked up. The newcomer wore a simple white T-shirt and light blue jeans. His light chestnut hair fell softly between his brows, and his face wore a gentle, soft smile.

“Yes, yes, yes,” the registrar stammered, his face turning bright red.

This person is so pretty. His skin was as fair as milk, and he looked like a fragile Omega.

“Fill out this form.” The registrar hurried to hand over the paper pinned under his arm, stealing glances at the person diligently writing.

His handwriting is so beautiful, the registrar thought, eyes practically turning into stars. This near-perfect Ome… Beta?

The registrar’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the “Gender” column on the form. How could someone this pretty and “moe” be a Beta?

“Senior, sorry for the trouble.” The newcomer smiled and handed the form back.

“Oh, right. Sang Yuan, is that it?” The registrar felt a bit dejected and said casually, “Since the Literature Department has so few students, you’ll be sharing a dorm with people from another college. You’re in Room 403, Building B.”

“Thank you, Senior.” Sang Yuan didn’t seem affected by the registrar’s subtle change in attitude. He calmly took his room card and freshman information packet and followed the map toward Building B.

Sang Yuan—a freshman in the Literature Department at Yun City University—is an Omega.

(Hehe, I finally made an AI image of Sang Yuan that I like!)

As for why he’s pretending to be a Beta, it’s a long story. Thinking about it makes him want to cry.

He isn’t from this world. To be precise, this world is just a reality derived from a book. After a period of being dazed and incredulous, he finally accepted this reality with resignation.

In his original world, things were normal, and he had always considered himself a straight man. As for why he knew about Alphas, Omegas, and Betas, it was entirely thanks to his precious younger sister, Sang Lan. She used to nag him about it every single day.

One day, his sister was sobbing her eyes out. He thought some punk had bullied her and was ready to go settle the score. Fortunately, Sang Lan caught him just in time and explained she was crying because of a tragic novel.

The Omega in the novel was miserable—abused physically and mentally. The Alpha was a complete piece of trash. But that wasn’t the main reason Sang Lan was crying like a fountain; it was because the Omega shared the exact same name as her brother.

At the time, Sang Yuan had snorted in disdain. Omega? Even if I manifested, I’d be an Alpha, okay? With my explosive combat power, how could I be an Omega?

Through his sister’s endless lectures, Sang Yuan knew that Omegas were a fragile, breakable demographic—and crucially, they could actually have children…

He still remembered the “green light” that sparked in Sang Lan’s eyes when she mentioned Omegas giving birth; it had sent a literal shiver down his spine.

The Sang family had always been a family of police and martial artists. Sang Yuan had been tossed into a martial arts hall by his grandfather as a child and grew up running around with his uncles in the police force. His combat skills were so high that even his father admitted inferiority.

In the book, the original Sang Yuan got into the Dance Department. As a beautiful Omega, he was undoubtedly the most dazzling star among the freshmen. This was also when he met an Alpha named Lu Tian.

Initially, the original Sang Yuan didn’t take it to heart. He was beautiful and constantly pursued; Lu Tian was just one of many. However, on several occasions, he was threatened or bullied off-campus, and Lu Tian happened to see it, stepped in, and saved him.

Over time, they became close. The original Sang Yuan loved the sense of security Lu Tian provided and eventually entered a relationship with him. When they were together, they were extremely high-profile; everyone in school knew they were a couple.

But all that happiness shattered when another Omega found him. That Omega was pregnant, cursed him out as a “homewrecker” and a “shameless fox spirit” who seduced someone else’s Alpha.

It was a bolt from the blue. Lu Tian had just been looking at him with deep affection yesterday, promising to treat him well forever. Under Lu Tian’s persuasion, he had even allowed himself to be marked.

Rumors spread through the school like wildfire. Everyone looked at him with strange, judgmental eyes. The original Sang Yuan was devastated; he had been pampered and arrogant since childhood because of his looks. He couldn’t face his loving family, nor could he face the piercing, arrow-like glares.

He tried to find Lu Tian to explain together that he hadn’t seduced him, but Lu Tian avoided him. Lu Tian even mocked him to others, saying he was “easy” and “simple to get into bed.”

The original Sang Yuan’s world collapsed. One night, amidst more finger-pointing, he jumped from the rooftop of the dormitory. The suicide note clutched in his hand was soaked in blood, every word a weeping plea that he had never seduced Lu Tian.

At that time, Sang Lan had asked through her tears, “Brother, if you were that Omega, what would you do?”

What would I do? If it were him, he’d smash that man’s head in and let him taste the flavor of a fist the size of a bowl.

Sang Yuan didn’t know how he ended up transmigrating into this book. Fortunately, he arrived at an early point in the timeline. The college entrance exams had just ended, and applications hadn’t been filled out yet.

Once he figured out the situation, he didn’t say a word. He scrolled through the options, saw that the Literature Department had the fewest people, and applied directly. He didn’t even consider what Literature majors actually studied.

But that wasn’t the main point. The main point was that after Sang Yuan experienced his first annual Omega heat—which nearly tortured him to death—he resolutely decided he must disguise himself as a Beta.

Otherwise, whenever that “pheromone” stuff started leaking out of him, the terrifying looks the Alphas gave him made his hair stand on end. He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control his fists.