The Dark Sentinel's Narcissus System

[Narcissistic-romance warning]

An accident claimed the life of the Dark Sentinel, Yan Yu, the shadow haunting the entire tower.

But he wasn't quite dead. When he woke up, he had possessed his sixteen-year-old self.

Back then, Yan Yu hadn't changed his name yet. As an unappreciated adopted son of a wealthy family, he was training at the White Tower and enduring constant bullying. Unable to bond with a Guide, he was so fragile that the slightest disturbance put him on edge, leaving him sleepless all night. And now, somehow, there was a strange voice in his head.

He had been through so much that the old grudges seemed ridiculous to him now. But to cheer up his sixteen-year-old self, Yan Yu improvised:

"Hello, Host. I am a revenge and scum-punishing System. Your resentment level is high, so you meet the System's selection criteria. As long as you study hard, avoid the white-lotus schemer's traps, and face-slap your wicked adoptive father, you can..."

Sixteen-year-old Yan Yu calmly listed the possibilities: "Reach the pinnacle of life? Bring my dead family back to life? Become immortal and never age?"

"...You can come first in your grade."

Yan Yu: ...

Yan Yu: "What a useless System." You're secretly insulting me like that, aren't you?

"What!" The young Dark Sentinel stammered, a rare occurrence. "Y-you can hear my thoughts too?"

Yan Yu gave a dry laugh.

"More or less."

Actually, it was because no one knew him better than he knew himself.

Spiky, rebellious, and full of hatred for the world. And yet he longed so desperately to live with dignity.

Although he and his younger self had grown apart, Yan Yu had a wonderful time raising the boy as if he were his own little one.

But then a new problem came up.

"Why do you always pretend not to hear me?" The boy grabbed Yan Yu by the neck, his spirit form, and bit down hard on the gland there.

The movement was rough. He was genuinely angry now.

Yan Yu, in his translucent state, sighed. "What's wrong now, my lady?"

"You can read minds, can't you? So why...?"

Why did you ignore me when I confessed my feelings to you?

[Reading Guide]

1. This indulges my narcissistic-romance kink.

2. Yan Yu is the gong and exists in the form of a spirit.

Theme: Loving someone is like tending a flower. Raise yourself all over again