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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

Claire’s Last Memory

The Elder Lich had fulfilled its task without breaking a sweat. And despite being a high-ranking undead, it was bound to the Nightmare card in Xander's possession, making it subservient to him.

Having vanquished its foe, the Elder Lich picked up its crown from the ground, shook the dust from it, and carefully placed it back upon its bony skull. 

"I have served you faithfully, master. That disgusting flesh bag won't be bothering you again," the Lich spoke in a respectful tone, its head bowed in front of Xander as a mark of its submission.

Xander acknowledged with a nod of his head and replied, "Thank you for your service. I...really needed your help there."

"Think nothing of it." The Lich lifted its head and stood up tall and straight. "I am bound to you by my card. And as long as you hold the power of my card, I shall serve you like a loyal servant."