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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

Dual Dark Mutation

Xander knew that playing by the rules would only get him so far, and he had always been one to improvise. A final hurdle lay before him, failing which would push him back to square one. 

"I'm growing too tired for new beginnings," Xander huffed confirming his perilous selection.

The Corrupted Nightmare Card slipped out of his fingers and was enveloped by dark black strands. It crumpled into a squirming ball of darkness and then bounced back at Xander, diving into his bare chest.

Xander clutched at his throat as he struggled to breathe. The dual mutations had already started twisting every cell in his body. He clawed at air as a stinging sensation flared up in his chest, rising to his throat. 

"Damn it! Damn it all!"

Xander's frantic shrieks echoed in the darkness as his body convulsed violently, twisting like a straw doll. He doubled over as his legs gave way under him and spat out a blob of slimy tarry black liquid.