After waking up, the world had gone completely mad.
He watched a variety show, and it was all about Pockats going into heat, while top-tier stars, presidents, directors, and others charged frantically into someone's room to stage a chaotic love-triangle showdown, until the livestream was cut off...
He looked at the news, and the headline read: [Shocking! A Husband Cheats on His Pregnant O Wife, Who Lost Their Baby, Gets His Third Lover Pregnant, and Brags About It to His Wife...]
It came with a short video. A pixelated mistress had her arms around the married couple and happily announced: I'm an Enigma. I'm here to join this family, not break it apart...
Smack! The protagonist stared wide-eyed and shut off his phone, thinking it was April Fool's Day. He didn't take it seriously, until...
He went out and needed to use the bathroom. He ran frantically down an entire street without finding one he could use. Apparently, to prevent sexual harassment, this shop only let alphas in, that one only let omegas in, and the one next door was only for betas...
He made it to the mall with the most comprehensive selection of restrooms, only to find 52 different gender-specific restrooms on one floor, while security guards patrolled outside with riot shields and forks, watching him like hawks. They warned him to scan his ID before entering a restroom, or they'd haul him off to the police station for questioning!
The protagonist, who just wanted to use the bathroom, couldn't take it anymore. Is it April Fool's Day? Has the world finally gone mad? Or have I transmigrated to a parallel world?!
[Ding-dong! Friendly reminder: Host, you haven't transmigrated~]
Luckily, the golden finger System arrived at the crucial moment.
First, the System told him the truth: this world had gained 26 new secondary genders. He'd vaguely heard of the basic ABO types, but what on earth were Chi, Doma, Enigma, Figema... Yellet, Zeta, and all the rest?
The protagonist was speechless. Why had it bound itself to him?
The System said it was because he was the chosen one destined to save the world, so it had bound itself to him. All he had to do was complete the mission and find the first 26 people to turn into the new secondary genders, and the world would return to normal.
What era are we living in? The chosen-one-saves-the-world trope again? The protagonist's mind was full of sarcastic comments. He frowned as he read the explanations of all 26 secondary genders, then his eyes lit up. Let's talk about this later!
The protagonist dashed excitedly over and kicked open his rival's front door. Grabbing him by the clothes, he asked, absolutely delighted:
Are you an Omega, a Pockat (an O who can be marked indefinitely), a Sigme (one who can be marked by an O), or a Uteru (an O who becomes pregnant when having sex with anyone of any gender)?
His rival smiled and said: Unfortunately, none of those. I'm just a weak and helpless Rho (an O who can only get other people pregnant)~
The protagonist was stunned. He thought his rival's secondary gender was as twisted and anti-human as the man himself!
Terrified, the protagonist scrambled out of his rival's house and immediately agreed to take on the System's mission. Now he'd save the world even if it killed him!
Otherwise, that bastard would definitely find a chance to use the secondary genders to torment him!
P.S.:
1. No pregnancy. Purely ridiculous, over-the-top melodrama.
2. A ridiculous, sarcastic story about 26 x 2 ABO genders.
3. A silly creation inspired by researching the state of ABO. I'm a traditionalist.
Couple: A cheerful, open-minded protagonist (Yellet, whose pheromones can make anyone go into heat) x a rival who lives for fun (Rho, an O who can get anyone pregnant)
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Theme: Even after seeing the world clearly, you can still love.