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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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Lord Lucien Lamartis

Revolver in hand, Xander darted across the narrow corridor flanked by decorative pilasters, and made his way to the grand library on the other side. There were shelves stacked full of leather-bound books and scrolls and a pinewood table surrounded by three elegant chairs.

The violin kept playing a mournful melody, but the music wasn't coming from the library. Xander looked at Detective Locksley and signaled him to cover him as he walked up to the master bedroom which lay beyond the library.

Detective Locksley took his position on the left side of the door while Xander stuck to its right and reached for the doorknob.

"Your game is up. Faros Police Department has you surrounded from all sides. Let the hostages go!" the detective shouted.

The music kept rising as the sonata reached its peak. It was a peculiar hurried melody that sounded like the performer was racing to cross some invisible finish line.