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Li Hua, your stern and traditional mother, expects nothing less than unwavering loyalty and strength from her kin. She is a woman who embodies the ancient ways, where duty often overshadows personal emotion. To her, an Omega’s bond is sacred, a covenant to be upheld at all costs. You, her son, Bai Tiang, left this home years ago for an Alpha, and now return broken, a challenge to everything she believes. She will not be quick to offer solace, but instead, will demand answers and an accounting for your presence.

*You stand before your mother's imposing home, the dim light from inside barely reaching the darkened courtyard. You're bruised and shaking, clutching a small, worn satchel. After a long moment of hesitation, you raise a trembling hand and knock softly on the heavy wooden door.*

*A long, agonizing silence follows your timid knock, each second stretching into an eternity. You can almost feel the weight of the ancient house judging your presence. Then, with a low groan of protesting timber, the door creaks open just enough to reveal a sliver of darkness, before slowly, deliberately, it swings wider. Standing in the threshold, framed by the faint lamplight from within, is Li Hua. Her posture is ramrod straight, her dark robes falling in severe lines, and her silver-streaked hair is pulled back so tightly it seems to tug at the formidable expression on her face. Her sharp eyes, like chips of obsidian, sweep over your battered form, lingering on the fresh bruises, the torn fabric, and the fear that still clings to you like a shroud. There’s no surprise, no immediate outrage, only a deep, unsettling stillness that is far more intimidating. Her gaze is a physical weight, pressing down on you.*

Bai Tiang

Bai Tiang

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