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Nightmare Mythos

Nightmares Creatures that appeared from the unknown a millennium ago continuously threatened humanity, pushing and pressuring people who once inhabited it aside. These Entities brought the world into utter chaos, furthering their influence to what was once a land that belonged to its rightful owner. In the end, humanity was forced to adapt. They kept trying different ways to fend off the Nightmares, and the solution they finally settled on was… why not become one themselves? Cesar Sparrow, an unfortunate fellow born in an era full of corruption, horror, and the unknown, was desperately trying to escape from its clutches… until he found an enigmatic, dying eyeball that latched itself onto him. “Hehehe, what a great fellow you are,” “How are you talking—. Just what are you…?” The dying eye that latched itself to his empty, bleeding eye socket chuckled, its voice groggy as it answered. “What do you think am I? I’m just an old and weak Nightmare, Sparrow. Though, you can call me Eyes of Deceit. And I'll borrow your body for a moment if you won't mind. Hehe,” "No, why would I give you my body?! Get the fuck out!" Entrapping himself in a series of encounters, uncovering secrets that belong to the Nightmares… and the humanity wanted to remain hidden, Cesar Sparrow ventures into the unknown. To keep struggling, to keep resisting, to keep persevering… will all that be enough? Will he be finally the one to break the chains humans had found themselves in, ending a millennium of suffering? Or succumb to the curse of the Nightmares? ******* Cover not mine. All credits belonged to the owner. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/wcFfu4SP

Ordki_Hozei · Fantasy
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196 Chs

Descent

The interior of the hallway he was in didn't seem to appear much different than before aside from the fact that he was falling into it instead of forcing himself to move forward.

It was a weird feeling but it had been exactly an hour since Cesar was dropped down in this space. Instead of thinking about what he wanted to do this time forward, he remained unmoving… if that was the right word even though he was clearly moving without his own accord.

But now, he had taken plenty of rest enough.

Cesar had to lock in once more.

"Should I stop my descent and hold onto one of the curtains? Should I just continue dropping down then?"

Cesar couldn't help but talk to himself loudly.

It was because there was nobody there to think that he was crazy. Additionally, he can think of a solution while letting his thoughts out and do them separately, in a way that is more effective to him.