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Episode 1

It was said that the subconscious is an elephant. And reason was said to be the rider on top of that elephant. Therefore, it was said that when the subconscious emotions take the lead, reason cannot conquer emotions.

It was said that even in situations where one shouldn’t be rational if you know this statement, you can be rational.

Like a magic spell that makes you think about elephants when you’re told not to think about them.

I thought I had the ability to control the elephant within me.

That was until this unheard-of situation occurred.

How wrong can you be to end up stranded on a deserted island…

And to be the younger sibling trapped between obsession and a beauty’s rescue mission.

Yeah, it’s a real mess.

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I was innocent.

After graduating from the police academy and becoming a detective, I worked tirelessly to prove my abilities. Eventually, I was assigned to the Criminal Investigation Division and even got into the Homicide Division, which I had always wanted.

The problem was that during my first case in the Homicide Division, I was so tense that I got stabbed by the perpetrator wielding a knife. The culprit had incredible strength, enough to pierce through my sturdy ribcage.

Nevertheless, after a year of pursuit, I caught the heinous criminal.

I guess you could say it’s fortunate that I achieved my dream before I died.

However, I couldn’t help feeling like life had played a cruel trick on me.

It was as if I had just achieved what I had always wanted and was looking forward to enjoying it, but then I died.

Yeah, I thought that could happen.

Being reincarnated into a romance novel was one thing, even though I had only read one romance novel in my life.

Yeah, I thought that could happen.

The problem was that the book I had read was titled “How an Omega Survives in the Obsessed Alpha’s Den.”

Yeah, I think that could happen.

But the issue was that the romance novel I had read was not your typical romance; it was a BL (Boys’ Love) novel where two male protagonists fell in love.

I, who hadn’t even read regular romance novels, was immensely shocked to find myself transmigrated into a book titled “The Survival Guide of the Obsessed Alpha’s Omega,” a book I hadn’t even managed to finish.

The problem was that I transmigrated as the villainess from that book!

And not just any villainess, but one who tormented my fragile and sickly brother, the Young master of the Duke’s Household, with all sorts of harassment out of jealousy. I even secretly tampered with his suppressants, putting him in dangerous situations.

I couldn’t comprehend how I had transmigrated into a villainess who was technically family but couldn’t be considered family at all.

So, at first, I treated my brother, the Duke, well. I would rescue him if he seemed in danger and diligently gave him his medicine.

And I didn’t even step outside.

The Eveline Wilden I transmigrated into was a noblewoman. However, despite being born as a noble, she was a beta.

Eveline Was the adopted daughter of the duke, but she hated her older brother, who was a royal omega.

Hate wasn’t a strong enough word. It was more like she wanted to kill him.

This book had a peculiar setting: social rank was determined from birth.

Alpha, beta, omega.

Among the three, betas were the most numerous, and they were considered just ordinary beings.

Alphas could only mate and reproduce with omegas. While betas weren’t divided into ranks, alphas and omegas were.

The saddest part was that betas were considered lower in status than even the lowest-ranking omegas.

So, Eveline, who was both a noblewoman and a beta, and occupying an indispensable position, despised my older brother, who was not only a man but also a royal omega, even securing the position of the Duke.

I could understand Eveline. It’s because I had transmigrated into her.

Before the transmigration, I wondered if there could be such a wicked woman in the world, but now I could understand.

Eveline was a pitiful person.

Born into the prestigious lineage of the Duke, she had to yield everything to her older brother.

Furthermore, her older brother was frail.

His health was not good, so from a young age, all the attention from their parents was focused on him.

The fortunate and unfortunate thing was that Eveline was healthier than anyone else. She had a physique similar to my original body, composed of high muscle mass and low body fat, making her robust.

After I realized that the novel I had transmigrated into was a place with no dreams or hopes for me, I decided not to go outside.

At social gatherings, I was ignored for being a beta, and at balls with my older brother, I was constantly compared for being a beta.

On top of that, there was that obsessed Alpha who couldn’t take his eyes off my older brother when he was around. It was as clear as day how much he disliked me.

Because I was the villainess who tormented my frail older brother who couldn’t take her eyes off that alpha.

So, I cut myself off from the world.

Fortunately, as the Duke’s adopted daughter, I had wealth. I could solve everything without leaving my room.

The servants would come if I pulled a string. There were maids who took care of me from head to toe.

Since the world had cut me off anyway, I intended to live in isolation.

And then, one day…

It was a night with thunder and lightning, and as morning arrived, all omegas died from heart failure.

Some peculiar energy had apparently emitted from that lightning, causing the hearts of omegas to stop.

The world was thrown into chaos.

Alphas couldn’t handle their rut cycles without omegas.

The problem was that alphas occupied most of the upper echelons.

All the alphas had lost their mates, and betas were rejoicing.

That’s how all omegas perished.

Except for my older brother, Abellard Wilden.

In fact, I thought it was for the best. I knew how hard I had to work to fit in with the world. Since I had transmigrated into this novel for a considerable amount of time, I had learned to yield before being stripped away and to give them what they wanted, all the while not expecting anything in return. It was also true that I had become twisted, just like the original Eveline, who had lived a twisted life.

Yeah, if having such wicked thoughts was going to be punished…

‘Still, this is too cruel!’

But it really was. To be locked up on a deserted island with no one around!

It was inexplicable, and no matter how much I looked around, this place was the exact starting point of the original story.

In the original plot, we were supposed to be stranded on this deserted island, my older brother and the crazy, obsessed Alpha who loved my older brother madly!

“Eveline.”

I didn’t have the courage to look back at the low voice that called my name.

“Why… Where’s Abellard?”

How could I possibly know that?

Of course, I couldn’t say that. The madly obsessed Alpha, Elkais de Robein, was approaching with bloodshot eyes, so I couldn’t say such things.