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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 · Fantasía
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Carnival of Memories

The sky donned a new coat of spectral blue hues dappled with patches of bleeding violet. Eerie green lights flickered overhead, mesmerizing the eyes with their enchanting dance. Waves of dazzling green shimmered and shifted, casting a pale glow on the carnival ground.

Xander stood there awestruck by the haunting beauty of the night sky as ripples of green spread into the sea of blue, scattering iridescent flashes amidst the drifting clouds and painting the airy velvet with unnatural hues.

A purple moon, half-eaten by the starving darkness, languished breathlessly amidst an entourage of blinking white stars which flickered in and out of existence like restless fireflies.

Under the watchful gaze of the silent night, dozens of pitched tents and stalls adorned with twinkling fairy lights breathed life into the carnival. The place was abuzz with shouts, giggles, and the endless grinding of cogwheels and rusty levers.