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Nightmare Mythos

Nightmares Creatures that appeared from the unknown a millennium ago continuously threatened humanity, pushing and pressuring people who once inhabited it aside. These Entities brought the world into utter chaos, furthering their influence to what was once a land that belonged to its rightful owner. In the end, humanity was forced to adapt. They kept trying different ways to fend off the Nightmares, and the solution they finally settled on was… why not become one themselves? Cesar Sparrow, an unfortunate fellow born in an era full of corruption, horror, and the unknown, was desperately trying to escape from its clutches… until he found an enigmatic, dying eyeball that latched itself onto him. “Hehehe, what a great fellow you are,” “How are you talking—. Just what are you…?” The dying eye that latched itself to his empty, bleeding eye socket chuckled, its voice groggy as it answered. “What do you think am I? I’m just an old and weak Nightmare, Sparrow. Though, you can call me Eyes of Deceit. And I'll borrow your body for a moment if you won't mind. Hehe,” "No, why would I give you my body?! Get the fuck out!" Entrapping himself in a series of encounters, uncovering secrets that belong to the Nightmares… and the humanity wanted to remain hidden, Cesar Sparrow ventures into the unknown. To keep struggling, to keep resisting, to keep persevering… will all that be enough? Will he be finally the one to break the chains humans had found themselves in, ending a millennium of suffering? Or succumb to the curse of the Nightmares? ******* Cover not mine. All credits belonged to the owner. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/wcFfu4SP

Ordki_Hozei · Fantasía
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One Of A Kind

'A price to pay, huh? Is that why you willingly hid your condition, continued running with us, and felt that what was happening at that time was no different from that?'

Cesar couldn't help but muse inwardly as he felt this was the exact answer to why Erin was very determined for us to cross the table, in exchange for his life.

His squad sacrificed themselves, and upon seeing the same situation flashing through his eyes, Erin felt that he needed to return the favor.

There was probably lingering guilt inside of him for leaving his men behind.

Cesar couldn't help but sigh as he voiced out, "It is very stupid of him to do it. Why would he feel guilty about his squad's death when they were the ones who were very eager? It's not like he forced them to abide by his orders,"

Arnold who could understand Cesar's side of the story, knew he was forgetting something. Thinking about the reply he had to answer, he then retorted with an even tone.