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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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Cacodemon’s Prey

Long, bestial claws tore at the lanky wooden door, slashing it to splinters in the blink of an eye. The Cacodemon stuck out its long black tongue and leered over its prey huddled in the corner. Pulling the remains of the broken door apart with its long bony arms, it barged into the hut.

The fiend was about to pounce on the helpless child crying in his mother's arms when Bill jumped out from the darkness and tossed a bowl of salt in its face.

"Be gone, you wretched demon!" he screamed, grabbing his rusty hunting rifle and firing at the fiend.

Leena knew the bullet would just go straight through the Ethereal's shadowy figure, but to her great surprise, it struck the Cacodemon in its face, breaking off a chunk of its unhinged lower jaw.

"How is this...possible?"

The Cacodemon was as perplexed as Leena. It simply did not understand how a simple human weapon could hurt it so easily.