Heart demon X Awakening

"What the hell...?" Alden muttered, his voice barely audible and tinged with shock...

...A shock he tried to hide but could not.

-[Congratulations, Host. You've met the condition by passing the heart trial]-

Another written text appeared out of thin air, hanging there in front of him.

A system?

It was real... this was damn real.

He was speechless, his mouth slightly open as no words came out.

This was totally unexpected—almost impossible to believe. Yet, it was here, right in front of him.

It was something he had read about in countless novels—a golden finger granted to fictional protagonists. And now, somehow, it had happened to him too, albeit in a different way.

"Heart trial? So the heart demon part was a trial?" he thought, his brow furrowing as he reread the notification.

He was beginning to understand the story, even though it was complicated.

"Too bad that Sammy couldn't pass this stage and allowed his heart to be consumed by it instead," he shook his head, feeling sorry for the poor boy.

"Anyway, I'm now in possession of your body, so I'll make things right." A smirk appeared on his face.

-[Talent awakening in process 100%...↓]-

[....90%]

[....]

This time around, the system began its countdown.

"If the system can give me an A-rank talent, I can dominate with it. With the knowledge I've gained from countless novels, I can use that to my advantage."

Alden voiced these words happily, feeling his heart beat fast with excitement as he impatiently awaited the end of the countdown to see which rank he would be given.

"Quickly finish your counting," he said. In his eyes, the countdown felt like an eternity, even though it was swiftly moving down with speed.

Within a minute, the countdown was already at its final stage.

[5%... 4%... 3%...]

[2%... 1%... process completed.]

Seeing the final notification, a warmth of urgency filled his heart—whether it was the joy of receiving a system or something else, he could not tell.

-[You've successfully awakened the talent 'Character merge system'.]-

Alden's expression shifted to one of confusion. "Character Merge System?" he whispered.

The name sparked a strange familiarity within him.

"This... this was our game! My team and I were set to beta test it! How is it here?!"

The realization hit him like a truck. Character Merge—a game project he and his team had been developing for over a year and six months.

They had spent sleepless nights coding and testing, even wasting millions to get other developers to work with them, preparing for the final release.

He took a deep breath to calm his racing heart, as many conflicting thoughts ran through his mind at once.

"Wait... What if it's the same as the game we built... merging skills, talents... could this actually work here?"

He clenched his fists, a faint smile forming. "Alright, RealityKing. If this is your game, I'll play along."

[Character Merge System binding with host....]

[System binded successfully]

[Congrats to host for awakening the SSS-grade rank talent]

Alden froze, his eyes widening in disbelief. That was the highest tier—the most powerful of them all—and in just a few minutes, he had awakened it straightaway.

Just today, he had received a hell of surprises, and he was beginning to feel unsettled about the whole thing.

Is RealityKing the God of this world?

He wondered, for even the main character in RealityKing's novel hadn't received such pleasant surprises to aid him in his journey.

So why was he receiving them?

Or was he simply being toyed with?

His anger slowly rose, but he kept it under control. He had blindly accepted the challenge from the start, so he had to prove to whosoever was behind this that he was capable.

If he couldn't prove himself, would that not make him appear as weak as the main character?

Before he could digest everything, an annoying voice drifted into his ear.

"Even with external help, do you think you can survive? No, you can't because you're nothing but a weakling and forever will remain." The demon chuckled darkly, its deadly eyes fixed on its prey.

An oppressive aura slowly emanated from the demon's body. "Foolish. You think you can get rid of me? You are me, I am you. Your doubts, your fears, your failures—everything you hate about yourself. You cannot defeat me because you cannot escape who you truly are!" it snarled.

"You're wrong," Alden replied in a firm tone. "I'm not like your victim—I am a different person."

"Hehe," a devilish laugh escaped the demon's lip. "You were nothing to your family even in your original body. And here you are again—you're still worthless... such a big loser..."

Alden's fists clenched tightly at the demon's words, his nails digging into his palms. He forced himself to remain calm as the words brought back old memories.

In his original body, his family—who once loved and cared for him deeply—suddenly changed when he turned 13. They stopped paying attention to him and began treating him as though he didn't matter.

The reason? He wasn't meeting their expectations in school and for other unknown reasons. Meanwhile, his younger brother, who was smarter and excelled academically, became their favorite.

No matter how much effort he put into anything, his family never appreciated him. He tried his best to make them proud, but nothing he did was ever good enough.

This pushed him into depression at a very young age. It hurt even more because they would only notice his mistakes, and when that happened, his father would scold him harshly—often comparing him to his brother or his friends.

Even his birthdays were ignored like any ordinary day. While his brother's birthdays were celebrated with big parties and lavish gifts, his were completely forgotten.

He felt so invisible, like a ghost that was no longer part of the family.

At the age of 17, after a heated argument with his father, he was chased out of the house. Since then, he had learned to live without his family. Even making friends became a major challenge for him, except for one longtime friend he had.

Living alone, he worked hard to improve himself. After months of effort, he finally managed to succeed.

Now, he found himself in another body, facing the same problems because he had no talent.

> > > >

The heart demon had a sinister grin as it watched Alden struggle to stay calm, relishing every bit of pain on its prey's face.

Using Alden's painful memories against him was a smart move—the demon knew it was the only way to hurt him.

As the memories kept coming back, Alden felt an old wound in his heart reopen—one he never wanted to feel again.

"No, no, no, no...." Alden screamed, tears nearly streaming down his face. "I can't fall for your trick."

He dropped to his knee in pain.