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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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Carved in stone

The presence of a large body of water in the Dreamscape answered all questions regarding the Water Nymph's origin. However, it was foolish to assume that she was the only Ethereal dwelling in the depths of the vast open sea.

As Xander looked around, he noticed that most of the islands around him sported quite a significant amount of vegetation. It wasn't just limited to bushes and shrubs, but tall trees and soft-wooded plants as well.

The only exception was the island Xander was currently standing on. Instead of being covered in dense vegetation, this particular island was mostly barren, with a significant portion of it dotted with coarse white sand and craggy gray rocks which littered its shore in little clusters.

Out there in the real world, finding such islands would be perfectly normal, but here in the Dreamscape, every natural formation was a physical manifestation of a person's darkest yearnings and fondest memories.