Everyone knows how the story goes. The kingdom is endangered by a great evil. A mighty hero comes to face the evil and though he experience great hardship the hero will persevere. Right before the story ends, he wins the heart of the fairest maiden in the land; and they live happily ever after. As much as he dremt about this since he was a child, that's not how Wolfram's life is turning out.

Wolfram did not choose to be a prince. It was the destiny thrust upon him. Growing up in a war-torn world, he knew he will meet the same fate as the princes in the stories. He will face the great evil of his time - the Human Race - and he will come out victorious. He wasn't that interested in the happily ever after with the princess part just yet but he was prince after all. That is his destiny. So, since he could remember, he had been training to become a valiant knight just like his role models. The most skilled warrior in the land, Gunter Von Christ, was his tutor on the days he was not out on the battlefield. His own older brother rather "little big brother" as he affectionately calls him, Conrad Weller, was the fear Lion of their nation. Of course, his eldest brother, Gwendal Von Voltaire, who at a tender age was already in command of their vast armies. Not to mention, he had more elder role models to inspire him. His uncle Waltorana was a Nobleman in charge of arguably the largest portion of land in within the country's Ten Nobles. His own father was an aristocrat and a war hero who had bravely fallen in battle - add to that his brothers' own fathers who were both as famous. With his lineage, great things were expected of him and he in turn expected great things of himself. That was until the secondary gender testing after he finished primary school.

Gender titles of Male and Female are the norm for the majority. Something that is decided upon birth. The secondary gender testing reveals a caste system that no one can really control. Most of the population will turn out to be Beta and will not impact a person's life. Others will be put upon a pedestal once they are categorized as Alpha. This class, for some reason or other, become people who do and achieve great things in life. There has always been a debate about the science behind it. Some say it's superior pheromones while others say it's a superman gene and so many more theories. The only flaw they have is when in correlation with the last group - the Omega. Ranking the lowest in the caste system and comprising a tiny percentage of the population is the Omega. As the outlying minority, Omegas suffer a great deal of discrimination. They have the ability to mate and to bear children particularly with Alphas. They go into heat where the Omegas to release uncontrolled pheromones to attract potential mates. This happens with varying degree of intensity and is known to cause Alphas to lose control. For Mazoku, who develop slower than Humans, the secondary gender testing happens much later when the person is around 50 to 60 years old.

Given his lineage and this fiery personality, Wolfram did not think much of the testing. Both his brothers were Alphas and so is his mother. Nearly everyone in his family tree are Alphas which is probably why they are such prominent families. Lady Julia conducted his test with Gisela who was still in training as her assistant. She came from a family of well-known healers and alchemists - the Wincotts - so Wolfram had grown up being in her presence. She had the same sweet smile she always carried when she handed him the envelop with his test result.

"Why the secrecy? You can just tell me yourself. So I can leave." Wolfram said with a huff.

"Well, Wolfie dear, the test is very personal. For some people the news is too much to bear to have someone have to say it out loud." Julia replied. "But you can always think of it as a surprise like a gift. Just remember, no matter what the result, we, your family will always love you."

"Such meaningless chatter over this small thing." Wolfram added with a slight blush covering his cheeks.

As Wolfram flipped the envelop open, Gisela noticed Lady Julia take a deep breath as if she was nervous as well. "Could it be that Wolfram is actually a Beta," was Gisela's suspicion. Lady Julia conducted the test herself so she knew what lie in wait for Wolfram.

Delicate fingers pulled the folded paper out of the envelop and opened the flaps. His emerald eyes moved to comb through the words on the parchment but then stopped as did his breathing.

"This..." he began, "...couldn't be right." He looked up to the solemn lady who has been with him through all the cuts and fevers he's had a young boy. What reflected in her eyes was an apology instead of the cheerful reassurance she carried whenever she treated her.

"Nature can be unkind sometimes." That was all she could say.

The letter slipped through his fingers and dropped silently to the floor. It read:

Name: Wolfram Von Bielefelt

Age: 61

Gender: Male

Secondary Gender: Omega

A loud bang echoed through the room as Wolfram slammed the door in his dash out to who knows where. As a prince, Lady Julia had to deliver the news to her mother and brothers as well. Soon enough the whole castle will know. Wolfram Von Bielefelt, the third prince of Shin Makoku, brother to Lord Gwendal Von Voltaire and to Sir Conrad Weller, heir to the Von Bielefelt household was an Omega.

Wolfram was simply inconsolable after. He locked himself in his room for days and barely eating the meals brought to him. No matter who knocked, the door stayed closed to visitors and family. Being an impulsive young teen had it's benefits. He could be as childish as he wanted. After five days of isolation, a familiar voice called from behind the door. It seems his Uncle finally arrived at the castle and is now here to see his heir - if he could still be called one.

"Wolfram, it's me." Waltorana said coupled by three knocks on the wooden door.

Wolfram thought hard if he pretended to ignore the man, will it be possible for him to go away. He knocked again. Wolfram pulled the pillows harder on his ears hoping to wish away the uninvited guest. But he knocked again and Wolfram knew he just had to open the door for the man. As he opened the door, his Uncle's expression was unreadable. Angry, confused, happy, or sympathetic - the man simply had no tell.

"Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, Wolfram. May I come in?" Wolfram opened the door further and let the man in. He sat himself on the plush sofa by the tall window. One could tell it was already mid-morning with the weather quite pleasant. He looked out and back again at the young man. He patted the space beside him for Wolfram to sit.

"So..." Wolfram took a deep breath as he began. He wished he was on his bed surrounded by all his pillows and toys from Gwendal for this conversation. But he could not act that way in front of his Uncle. "...your mother told me the news."

Waltorana kept his eyes on the view outside. He knew if he looked at Wolfram he could make him feel more uneasy. In truth, he couldn't trust himself with his own emotions at the moment though he had to push on.

"How can I live like this? It's not right for a prince."

"How can you not? Are you not the son of my brother and the Queen of Shin Makoku? You are still a brother to the perhaps the youngest military commander in history and the most famous swordsman in the country."

Wolfram had no rebuttal to that just the tears attempting to fall from his eyes and the sobs he desperately wanted to let out.

"It is precisely because you are who you are that you will be the greatest Omega to have ever lived."

To that, Wolfram swallowed the wailing about to burst.

"I expect great things from you, nephew, even more so now than ever before."

Wolfram simply could not believe his ears. Of all the people in his young life, he did not ever think he would receive this kind of encouragement from his Uncle. Having lost his father as a baby, his Uncle has been the closest thing to a father he had. Though their relationship wasn't as close and warm as with his mother and brothers, Waltorana was someone he always respected and revered.

Wolfram trained the hardest at the Shin Makoku Military Academy and earned as much honor as he could. The decision to enroll at the Academy was something he was adamant about despite the fierce protest of his family. At the Academy, he could not be watched as carefully. As a prince, there were already so many threats to his life on a daily basis add to that being an Omega far away from family meant the danger multiplied exponentially. However, Wolfram could not be stopped and he was determined to prove to himself and to everyone that he will not be a burden Omega.