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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 · Fantasie
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Last words to the living

Seeing Xander approach the cage, Claire stood up, her tear-streaked face drained of all color and the tattered clothes on her body turning into wisps of white smoke. She knew her time had come but couldn't convince her heart to leave it all behind.

As Xander inserted the key in the lock, the sky stopped rumbling, and the clouds dispersed, letting the red moon shine through the darkness. 

"You're free now," Xander said, turning the key in the lock and pulling the door. 

The cage opened with a rusty groan, and Claire walked out with trembling steps. Once she was outside, her shackles disappeared automatically, and her disheveled brown locks coiled into a bun.

She looked up at Xander, meeting his confident eyes with her timid gaze. "What...what if I don't want to leave? What if I want to return to my village?" she asked in a quivering voice.