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

A ghost from the past

Nelly's loving gaze lingered over Xander, and he read her faltering lips effortlessly. He could tell that this wasn't a trick or a distorted hallucination.

"You came back...But how?" Xander's voice choked up with tears as he tried to speak. "I thought I had lost you. And yet here you are. Please tell me this ain't a dream."

"But it is," Nelly replied in a feeble whisper. "I am not the one you lost. But I am still your sister, Meeko."

Xander furrowed his brow in confusion. "I don't understand. First, some being pulls me into an unknown Dreamscape and asks me to find her heart, and now this. I know it's you, sis. But I just don't understand..."

"I am just a wandering fragment of Nelly's soul. But I care about you just the same as she did. I may not be whole, but you're still my Meeko."

A lonely teardrop rolled down Xander's cheek as he watched Nelly's gaze soften. He rushed right into her outstretched arms, just like he used to do as a kid whenever he felt scared.