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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

Edge Of The Table

Recollecting his shaky breath, something that he had been doing for so many times the moment he entered the forsaken Mansion, Cesar remained vigilant even though his actions suggested being carefree.

He had already taken those lessons in a hard way and he will not fumble just because he was merely exhausted, even though he was indeed extremely fatigued.

Cesar will not take second chances.

"Hahh…"

Not counting how many times he let out that tired sigh, Cesar finally brought himself to stand up. Once he did, Cesar tiredly turned around since the door on his front appeared to be rather small… compared to the area he was in.

There are no solid walls, red carpet that stretches into each of the opposite sides, and lastly the curtains that gently sway even with the absence of air.