My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness

‘Jackpot.’

Unprecedented.

The young man filming Heinrich in the hospital lobby gulped, his mind reeling.

‘This is huge! I can’t believe this is happening to me!’

He was holding a camera, conducting an interview, but he wasn’t a reporter.

He was a streamer, a relatively common profession these days.

The only thing special about him was… he was a returnee, and he had managed to gain a modest following by using his background to his advantage.

But his level wasn’t particularly high, and his unique skill wasn’t anything special, so his channel was far from successful.

‘And now I have an exclusive interview with the White Knight? And it’s this big?’

He clenched his fist, recalling his unique skill, which allowed him to glimpse the future through his dreams.

His skill level was low, so he could only get vague premonitions about the next day’s events…

-???

-An otherworlder? Not a returnee?

-Whoa lol. What is this? lol

-?????

-Is this real? Or is he just a troll?

…But the rapidly increasing numbers in his chat window told him this was the real deal. A jackpot.

He glanced at the viewer count, still climbing at an alarming rate, and forced himself to calm down, returning his attention to the paladin before him.

A handsome, otherworldly man with silver hair and golden eyes, his face gentle and kind.

He had readily agreed to his interview request and was still emitting holy power, healing the sick around him.

The very image of a savior.

‘…Honestly, I don’t even care if it’s true or not.’

He was skeptical of Heinrich’s claims.

An otherworlder from a different dimension?

Even with his impressive display of holy power, it wasn’t enough to prove his otherworldly origins.

It was more reasonable to assume he was lying until there was concrete evidence.

“You mentioned… evil in other dimensions?”

“They infiltrate countless worlds, bringing ruin and destruction. For example… the Immortal King in Auterica.”

But despite his personal doubts, he continued the interview, maintaining a professional demeanor.

Whether it was a prank by a high-level returnee or the ramblings of a delusional fanatic…

His job was to report, not to judge.

-This is ridiculous;; Is he crazy or something…?

-I believe him! White Knight-nim, fighting! Heinrich-nim, fighting! Auterica-nim, fighting!

-FYI, it’s been over 20 years since interdimensional travel began. There have been countless self-proclaimed otherworlders, but none of them have been officially recognized. ⱤΑ₦Օʙʧ

-lol This is a hilarious prank. Well done lol.

-Just because it hasn’t happened before doesn’t mean it’s impossible. Twenty years is too short a time to prove or disprove a theory.

-Dude, where’s the proof? We need evidence!

Whether they believed him or not was up to the viewers.

His role was simply to convey the information.

The surge in viewers and donations was just a bonus.

And as expected,

Most of the viewers were skeptical, dismissing his claims as absurd.

‘Well, I expected that.’

Heinrich, glancing at the chat window with his superhuman dynamic vision, nodded inwardly.

It had been over twenty years since interdimensional travel began on Earth.

The fact that only Earthlings could ignore the dimensional barriers had become an established law.

And now, an otherworlder had appeared on Earth?

It was a hard pill to swallow.

“…They’re the ones responsible for countless dimensional collapses. Their intentions are… malicious. And Earth… is also their target.”

But Heinrich, maintaining a calm and serious expression, continued.

Confidence and conviction were powerful tools of persuasion, especially when combined with… a hint of truth.

“As long as they exist, no world is safe.”

His words, regarding Heaven’s Turn Society, were undeniably true. And his conviction, amplified by his overwhelming presence and the aura of 「Grand Blessing: Knight of Light」, began to subtly influence the viewers.

“That’s why I’m here.”

Like a charismatic cult leader, his words seeped into their minds, planting a seed of doubt.

‘…Wait, could he be telling the truth?’

And the streamer, standing closest to him, was the first to be affected.

He blinked repeatedly, his expression shifting from skepticism to confusion. His instincts, honed by his dream-precognitive skill, were telling him that Heinrich’s words… were real.

And although the effect was subtle compared to his real-world influence, a similar shift began to occur in the online world, beyond the camera lens.

-??? I don’t know anymore;; I’m neutral.

-If it’s true, we’ll find out soon enough.

-I still don’t believe it lol. Where’s the proof?

-Whoa, he’s so handsome. I could just stare at his face all day.

-Saint-nim, I believe you! Please come to Incheon! My grandmother is very ill…

Of course, a few words weren’t enough to completely change public opinion.

But he had at least succeeded in planting a seed of ‘what if’.

‘This is enough for now. I’ll prove it later.’

He already had a plan.

After all, they were simply struggling to accept this unprecedented situation.

They were clinging to their preconceived notions, refusing to believe anything outside their established worldview.

‘Then I’ll just show them something that shatters their common sense. Something that forces them to reconsider their beliefs.’

Then they would have no choice but to take Heinrich’s words seriously. And Heaven’s Turn Society wouldn't be able to stay hidden any longer.

Whether to counter the shift in public opinion or to take direct action, they would have to reveal themselves.

‘…That’s when the real game begins.’

A war to eradicate Heaven’s Turn Society from this world.

Heinrich smiled faintly, his eyes twinkling.

He sensed multiple presences approaching, their speed increasing.

His plan was proceeding smoothly.

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New Delhi, India.

“…What is that…?”

A woman’s voice, filled with bewilderment, echoed through the room decorated with intricate mandala patterns.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the space, casting long shadows on the walls, reflecting off the metallic ritual objects, and contrasting with the cool, blue light emanating from an electronic device.

The brown-skinned woman, reclining on a low sofa, frowned as she stared at the tablet screen.

-I can’t stay on Earth for long. I came to warn you, according to God’s will, but… I still have unfinished business in my own world.

-Ah, I understand. You mentioned a war against the Immortal King, a Demon King.

-Indeed. A seed of evil, planted in our world through artificial means. I can’t leave for long until it’s dealt with. I’m already pushing my limits just by being here.

-Incredible! You can freely travel between worlds…

The teardrop-shaped red gem on her forehead shimmered ominously as she glared at the screen.

Oracle, the woman with the gem, continued to watch the video, the smoke from her hookah swirling around her.

When the playback ended, she closed her eyes, massaging her temples, and sighed.

‘…What is going on? My foresight failed? And it’s this significant? A potential turning point for an entire dimension?’

And once again, the source of the disturbance was Korea.

The same region where Hahoe Mask, an unpredictable element, had first appeared, disrupting their plans.

And where Heinz, the vampire, had emerged, challenging their authority and taking control of the underworld.

‘And now this…’

Another significant variable, an otherworlder wielding divine power.

No, it wasn’t just a variable. It was a bomb, threatening to derail their entire operation.

‘This can’t be a coincidence.’

She was almost certain now.

That something in Korea had awakened.

And it was probably the same something that had been blocking her foresight.

“Hmm…”

Oracle began to question her initial plan.

She had decided to focus their resources on China and Japan, using them to indirectly control Korea, where the presence of an unpredictable element decreased their efficiency.

‘What if… I had focused on Korea instead of Japan… Could I have prevented this?’

But it was a pointless hypothetical.

Dealing with an unpredictable element was inherently inefficient.

And one of their most promising candidates, who should have returned from Ganghwange as a transcendent master, had disappeared without a trace.

Investing in a single potential transcendent required a significant amount of resources, so abandoning Korea had been the most logical choice at the time.

“Haa— It’s no use dwelling on the past.”

She took a long drag from her hookah, exhaling a plume of smoke.

She had assessed the situation. Now it was time to formulate a response.

‘I just managed to regain control of China after dealing with that Hahoe Mask nuisance…’

They had expended so much time and resources to clean up the mess… and now this?

Another incident, this time involving a holy knight, the White Knight, as if they were working in tandem.

It was infuriating.

“Where’s Doctor?”

She took the hookah from her mouth and spoke, her voice laced with annoyance.

A figure, shrouded in black cloth, materialized from the shadows and prostrated himself before her.

“He’s busy with his European project. He said he’s going to capture a vampire in Romania… Heinz, I believe.”

“Ha! That madman! Doesn't he understand the gravity of the situation? This isn’t the time for his experiments…!”

She knew what Doctor was obsessed with.

And that his project, if successful, would be a valuable asset.

But there were priorities!

‘He has plenty of time. Heinz will be traveling through Europe for a while…’

Doctor was infuriating. There wasn’t a single thing she liked about him.

If it wasn’t for the Master…

Oracle sighed, taking another puff from her hookah.

But she couldn't do anything about it. Not while the Master was away.

“We still have some time before this goes public. If we prepare now…”

And so, Oracle found herself once again tasked with cleaning up someone else’s mess.

And she had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time.

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Heinz the Second, having flown to France as a stowaway,

Needed a little more time to ‘educate’ Victor Balzac, the Tyrant of Thermidor, the most powerful vampire in France’s underworld.

‘This should be enough. Time to move on.’

Having completed his… re-education session, he snuck back onto a plane, just like he had arrived.

He had acquired a new fake identity through Thermidor, but vampire detection at European airports was even stricter than in Korea, so this was the most efficient method.

‘It’s a short flight anyway.’

The plane took off without any problems.

His next destination.

Italy.

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