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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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Shade Of The Candelabra

The cohort is a group of capable men who didn't need anyone to keep instructing what they should and shouldn't do. Aside from Cesar and Quentin whose experience only relies on the City of Wheels, the others have rich knowledge when it involves Nightmares.

Equipped with those experiences, they should've felt more confident.

'Damn…'

But the overwhelming aura that the old candelabra continued to instill message to them felt eerily off.

It was becoming overbearing.

As they got closer to this pillar of corruption made out of unknown metal with candles resting at some of the points, their hearts started to waver.

The surge of emotion that only kept inside them felt like it was about to burst out, screaming its way out. The feeling of being in a chokehold by this nameless mystery continued to tickle them each time as if it were a reminder.

Fuck experience, they are nothing to absolute power.