He couldn’t breathe because of the huge cock blocking his mouth. He tried to take in air through his nose somehow, but the hairs on his groin tickled his nostrils and got in the way.

He felt like he might die like this. His screams for help were silenced by the man who had taken over his throat, and his dick was shoved into Ain’s sticky hole.

...“Euuuuup. Euuup.”...

No matter how much he tried to apologize and ask for his life now, Alexei, the leader of the Alphas who were gang-raping Ain, only laughed at him as he watched him being trampled.

Alexei roughly stroked his silver-gray hair as if he was annoyed by the terrible pheromones the Alphas were emitting.

His gaze did not include Ain, who was desperately reaching out for help. Thump, thump. The sound of beating his buttocks continued. Alpha, who was fucking, suddenly pulled his dick out of his hole.

The words “rag male prostitute” were revealed on his white buttocks. It was engraved by pricking his skin with a sharp fountain pen and injecting black ink to create pigmentation, and it would never recover unless it was treated by an esper with healing abilities.

Among the espers in the Yurhan Empire, the only esper with healing abilities was Alexei’s loyal confidant, so even if Ain was a noble with the title of count, he would not be able to get help from him. Ain shed tears of regret. Ain, who was born as a dominant omega, manifested as an S-class guide. Naturally, he believed that he would become the match for Alexei, a dominant alpha and S-class esper, since childhood.

He was his one and only companion. However, Alexei hated Ain’s obsession with him, and he imprinted him with a C-class guide just because he hated him. He absolutely could not tolerate it. He wanted to make Alexei come to his senses, saying, “Your match is me.”

In the Yurhan Empire, the most beautiful dominant omega is abandoned, and Jacob, a lowly commoner and a hot omega, is loved? It seemed like nothing more than bullying to make a fool of himself.

Ain tried to buy strong alphas and rape Jacob. However, Alexei found out about the plan. As a result, Jacob could not even scold Ain, and instead, he was attacked like this. He collapsed on the floor because his limbs were weak. Ain's dick fell out of Ain's mouth. A long, transparent spit like a spider's web stretched out like a silver thread and then stopped.

Ain tried to run away, gasping for breath, but was trampled by a heavy foot on his shoulder blade.

..."Eeeeeeeee."...

..."Hey, aren't you curious? If two alphas are knoting at the same time, whose child will be pregnant?"...

..."Keep on. Of course it's my baby. My semen is stronger."...

..."Crazy. Want to bet?"...

Ain shook his head and refused.

..."Please save me. Please save me. Alexei.”...

It was a scream that seemed to vomit blood. Alexei looked down at Ain with his ice-cold silver-gray eyes.

His eyes radiated contempt for Ain as if he were looking at a dirty bug. Alexei, who had been looking at Ain like an emotionless doll, smiled coldly with only the corners of his mouth raised.

...“It suits you well. Count Ferdinand.”...

Only then did Ain realize. That he had truly loved Jacob and had imprinted on him. He didn’t even know the name of Ain, who had guided him for years.

No matter how much Ain had taken his dick to stop Alexei, an S-class esper, from going wild, it was just guiding, an act without any emotion.

...“Ahhhhh.”...

, there was a sound like a hole being torn with a knife. Two penises entered one hole. Ain could not breathe and could only choke, but the alphas began to ejaculate. The semen that was enough for two people filled her uterus as if it was going to burst.

...“No. No! Aaaah.”...

It was Knoting. The fingernails that had been scratching the marble floor in pain were pulled out. Ten bloodstains were clearly drawn on the floor.

Ain Ferdian. 20 years old. His life as a dominant omega and S-class guide ended horribly like this. Despite that, Alexei continued to dislike the floor and click his tongue as if he was displeased with the dead Ain’s existence.

...“Put it away.”...

At his word, the chamberlain ordered his servant to carry the corpse out like a piece of luggage. The one whom the painters had praised as the most beautiful creation of God in the world was burned in the garbage incinerator of the unfortunate crown prince, Alexei Yurhan, who had been abandoned by the imperial family.

...  ***...

..."Crazy, you want me to draw this?"...

Ain gagged in disgust while reading the novel. It felt even more ominous and unlucky because the villain with the same name as his character was gruesomely killed.

He couldn't understand what Bl readers were thinking to read something like this

The webtoon Ain was working on this time, **Obsessional Alpha, Stop the Humiliation!**was a hit with a total of 1.6 million views on the internet. Although it was

a fact he could not agree with.

The novel was hardcore 19+ story from start to finish. In the later part of the novel, After Ain's character dies, Alexei, who had not received proper guiding, goes insane and starts imprisoning and repeatedly raping Jacob, claiming he needs to continue guiding him.

Shockingly, the ending is a happy one. The plot was completely incomprehensible.

How could one love someone who raped them ? Jacob was also somewhat of a masochist And enjoyed the situation.

Not only could Ain not tolerate

the idea of men with men but the content was so trashy that he couldn't even bring himself to work on it .

Ain didn't want to draw such a Bl novel as a webtoon either. But his work has been failing continuously for the past ten years since his debut.

So much so that readers suggested he should just stick to drawing rather than writing . Even Ain thought **Obsessional Alpha, Stop the Humiliation!** Was an incredible monstrosity, yet it was the most serialized work in the first half of the year.

He truly couldn't understand this world. Ain logged into the site where he serialized his works to see what comments readers had left on his webtoon.

...---...

^^^**Goyang City Cat**: Boring.^^^

^^^**Jeju Island Exile**: Dropping out. The art is pretty, but it's too dull.^^^

...**Fatech**: Author, this is what they call a waste of talent....

^^^**Spaghetti Man**: The setting was that when the astral barrier collapses due to environmental pollution, dimensions open and connect with reality, but why do predators keep coming over even though Jupiter revived Earth with the Heart of Rebirth? Seems like a setting mistake. Sigh, I've been loyal, but I think it's time to drop out.^^^

Damn. At times like this, he really wanted to quit everything. It was the worst seeing people who hadn't even properly read the webtoon pretending to be experts and then quitting. Ain logged in with the ID "Earth Defender" and replied to the comments criticizing his webtoon.

^^^**Earth Defender**: Jupiter couldn't revive Earth with the Heart of Rebirth in the previous episode. The Heart of Rebirth was destroyed.^^^

As soon as he commented, another comment appeared on a work with few viewers.

^^^**Creation God**: Earth Defender, please help our world.^^^

He thought about changing his ID, as this kind of comment kept following him. The "Creation God" was particularly annoying. The person left comments and kept harassing him.

Trying not to respond, Ain got frustrated with his situation of having to draw a BL novel webtoon and ended up writing a bunch of curse words. He felt bad for using this anger on someone unrelated to his situation.

^^^**Earth Defender**: Creation God, please stop following me and leaving comments.^^^

Then, immediately, a new comment appeared.

^^^**Creation God**: Sorry. I was just very urgent. If Earth Defender comes, I’ll try to turn back time. Is there no way?^^^

He was really crazy. Ain shook his head and turned off his phone. Hungry, he rummaged through the upper cabinet of his kitchen. He thought there would be at least one pack of ramen left, but there was only a cockroach. Damn.

He was so frustrated. He had spent a lot of money hiring a writer, and now the new work had failed. His editor told him to wrap up the work, and he had been treated to samgyeopsal and soju yesterday.

Despite having gained weight and being in such a poor state, he was happy to eat samgyeopsal for the first time in a while. His financial troubles were so severe that he thought he should just starve to death to get his act together.

Ain sighed deeply and looked around his shabby studio apartment. Opening the fridge yielded nothing. He had no money left at all. If only Nylon Musk hadn’t been bragging about hotdog coins on Twitter, he wouldn’t have been pushed to this extent. He had taken out loans and invested all his wealth, but Nylon Musk made money while the ants who trusted him and bought the coin were left with nothing.

His frustration boiled over, and he wanted to run to America and kill that Nylon bastard, but with no way to kill a global tycoon, he had no choice but to stay in this tiny apartment in Sillim-dong.

His stomach growled. A light flashed on his phone. Curious, he checked and saw a new comment on his webtoon.

^^^**Creation God**: Are you hungry?^^^

What? How did he know? Must be a coincidence, right?

^^^**Creation God**: If Earth Defender comes, I will make sure you get the best meals for every meal.^^^

He knew this wasn’t just another kind of lunatic, but it was serious enough to warrant immediate hospitalization. Afraid of getting entangled in something strange, he turned his gaze away from his phone.

With no money and feeling hungry, he scanned his cramped studio apartment. He wondered if he could get something to eat at a free meal site in Jongno. In the early morning, welfare and religious organizations often distributed lunch boxes to the elderly and homeless at Tapgol Park.

Ain left his apartment. Without money for transportation, it took him an hour to walk to Jongno. Many people were already lined up in front of the free meal site, receiving lunch boxes. Fortunately, the elderly didn’t tell him to go away upon seeing his appearance. He must have looked like a homeless person.

Clutching his growling stomach, Ain received a free lunch box.

...“Thank you.”...

He bowed and looked around for a place to eat. Tapgol Park was already occupied by senior citizens, so he had to find another spot. He crossed the street when the traffic light turned green.

Damn. His luck was awful. Ain shut his eyes tightly. The lunch box slipped from his hand and flew through the air in an arc. His body rolled and stopped on the asphalt.

The car that hit him seemed to pause briefly before speeding away so quickly that its rear was out of sight. His vision was turning red. He wasn’t hungry anymore. It hurt. It hurt so much he thought he was dying. No, since he was dying, it should be ‘I am dying' instead of ‘I will die,’ right?

Ain’s last breath escaped him. His phone, left on his bed in his studio apartment, flickered with light and turned on. A comment was posted on the webtoon.

^^^**Creation God**: Thank you. Earth Defender, welcome to our world *^^*^^^