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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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The heart of the nightmare

Every Dreamwalker worth his coin knew that taking things at face value was a terrible idea in the veiled world. Looks could often be deceiving, and doubly so when it involved an illusion.

While the illusory stallion didn't seem to possess any hostile intent, its origin remained a mystery. Normally, such illusions were quite common in the Nightscape, and often led Dreamwalkers astray or lured them into traps.

Xander could shoot the stallion and continue moving forward, but his instincts told him it could lead him out of this mess. The world around him was slowly crumbling to pieces, and he still hadn't been able to locate the Last Memory.

Something or someone had destabilized the Nightscape, causing the nightmare to distort. Xander was running out of time and didn't have the luxury of examining the stallion. He had to make a quick choice based on his experience.