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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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The Velvet Blade

The banquet will be held at Castle Hearth, located right in the middle of the City of Lights.

This castle stood in this city for hundreds of years and became a bastion for humanity, which has been used to adjust to the unending influence of the Nightmare. It has been well-maintained by the Mayor of the city and the people who have been living in the area.

But for Cesar who was entering its premises could only feel nothing but dread.

The castle looked like a trap designed for him to finish it all in one swoop without leaving any loose strings.

If he were to die here, it would cause a commotion but that's just it.

Whoever was pulling the strings behind will just pull some bullshit that will weep on his death and the world would forget about him a few months later. His suspicions only proved to be right since his enemies are very elusive and still unknown to him up to this day.