In primitive society, a tribe had priests, warriors, gatherers, ingenious people, witches and sorcerers...
I am the most useless person in the tribe. As an Omega, the only value of survival is reproduction and sex. Awarded to the strongest warrior in the tribe, he is agile, alert, and aware of all dangers and prey. I am his possession.
But time turned around and tens of thousands of years later, when I tried every means and finally found that warrior across thousands of mountains and rivers, what he brought was not salvation.
In the dark, narrow room, the TV screen emitted a dazzling light. The former warrior has now become a social scum who plays video games all day long. He gets a headache when he sees the sun and trembles when he talks to others. No matter how good this person is, he is an Alpha, but he has been destroyed by the irreversible cause and effect of millions of years.
Intention: Reject decadence and find hope