Curiosity Satisfies the Omega

A restoration site on the frontier, swept clean by monsters. There stood a man who did not belong. A graceful bridge of a nose beneath shaggy bangs, the cool scent of iris, and a faint smell of iron lingering beneath it. Whenever Peon, an Omega, looks at him, he instinctively holds his breath. Then, on a certain night of the full moon. “Don’t follow me.” Ignoring the man’s warning and heading into the forest, Peon comes face-to-face with a version of him entirely different from the day. “Your eyes….” “I wonder. Is it only the eyes?” His brown hair bled into gold, his back swelled as if it were about to tear, and soon, ears that could not be called human sprouted. “I happen to be hungry....