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My Dreamwalker System

Xander Nyxon was born with a gift: the ability to lift the veil of sleep and travel to the world beyond. He is one of the few rare individuals who can enter dreams and nightmares at will. While most Dreamwalkers ply their trade on the Dreamscape, Xander Nyxon is one of the reckless few who travels to the Nightscape seeking answers from the deceased. However, walking through nightmares is a perilous task even for the most experienced Dreamwalker. A thin veil separates the real world from the realm beyond, holding the terrors of the Nightscape at bay. But things quickly go wrong when a group of cultists cause the wall between the worlds to crumble. What happens when dreams and nightmares merge with the real world and twisted Ethereals start clawing their way out of the Nightscape? *** Xander was lifted off his feet and pushed back several paces. He desperately tried to get back on the ground, but his legs kept dangling mid-air. “I knew you’d be coming,” the mysterious figure whispered, pulling his hood back to reveal a hideous face riddled with scars. He was blind in the left eye and all his teeth were grimy black. “What the hell are you freaks up to?” Xander growled, desperately trying to break free from the cultist’s grasp. “Who are you guys?” The cultist smiled at this and replied, “Our names are inconsequential, Dreamwalker. But I think you already know what we are up to. Our world is plagued by sin. It is time for it to be cleansed by the Dark Deity’s blessing!” What to expect? 1. Dungeons. 2. Magic. 3. Creatures from folklore, myth and fantasy. 4. A level-up system with skill upgrades. 5. Mystery and adventure. [If you like the story, do consider buying privilege/premium chapters to help me out. Thanks!] [On hiatus]

Ashdenroth · Fantasy
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330 Chs

Cacodemon’s Prey (2)

Half a dozen men armed with spades and axes watched from the shadows, their shivering frames glistening with sweat. But not a soul dared to step between the Ethereal and its prey.

Xander was lying unconscious on the dusty ground, drained of all strength and trapped in a state of paralysis. But his fate was not as grim as the man, who had shot at the fiend. Bill's corpse had been so badly mutilated that it seemed like even the vultures wouldn't peck at it with their filthy beaks.

The Cacodemon had already claimed one victim and severely wounded two others. Leena was well aware that the fiend could tear her to pieces in the blink of an eye, but the cries of the pleading mother had strengthened her resolve, washing away her fear.

Leena knew that if anyone in the village had the faintest chance of stopping the bloodthirsty fiend, it was her. Thus despite her lack of combat experience, she backed herself to keep the Ethereal at bay.