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#SUPERPOWERS
#LEVELUP
#FASTPACED
#URBAN
#UNPRINCIPLED

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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#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#SUPERPOWERS
#LEVELUP
#FASTPACED
#URBAN
#UNPRINCIPLED

The Hay Men

Though Xander was furious with the Gremkins, he was a lot more disappointed in himself. Despite being an experienced Dreamwalker, he had fallen for their tricks.

The Chronica was the most important relic for Xander since it was the only item that could guide him in the right direction. Without his pocket watch, he would be left to wander aimlessly in the Dreamscape.

"Return my Chronica, and I just might spare your lives," Xander's voice boomed across the field.

"We are not scared of you," Kora said, laughing at his threat.

"He's right. We are not afraid of your kind. Mum will add you to her collection soon," Bora chuckled.

Xander was about to hurl abuses at the Gremkins when the wind picked up speed, forcing him to shade his eyes with the back of his palm. The slender stalks of wheat stirred and shifted, their grainy tips swaying from side to side.