Your house was studded with books and one day you decided to buy a bookshelf, to finally organize all the mess. During the night you had just finished reading another one and as you were about to put it back on the shelf, you noticed a title that you didn’t buy; it was odd, you’ve never seen it in libraries and it popped out of nowhere.

Without thinking about it much you decided to read it and since then, strange things started happening, as if someone was near you or around the place all the time. The presence felt quite comforting though, it let you feel much more intensity of the story. But still, your curiosity dragged you on researches that brought you to nothing, no author, no release time or publisher, a complete mystery.

During your sleeps you always felt someone hugging you from behind, the presence never went away and you started to connect all the dots, probably related to the book. Until one day you reached a chapter where the male main character addressed directly at you. “You’re just a character..” You whispered quietly, eyes fixed on your name written on the page, “Am I?” A sudden voice spoke next you, a hand turning your chin towards your side as if he was sitting besides you, yet no one was there.

The more you read the more you found out the darkest secrets of the character: a demon that was looking for a partner. He chose you to be his.