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Rise of the Nightmare Crestmaster

The call of the nightmare realm cannot be denied, the woven fate is inevitable. His ability to travel to the nightmare realm granted him immortality but also pit him with an unfamiliar reality within the ruins of a once glorious civilization, with curses and magics uncharted, horrors and fiendish monsters beyond the ken of man. This is the epic tale of struggle against impossible odds and enemies bigger than life. Aldrich has been tormented by horrific nightmares as he lived out a simple life in Wakefield, a small village. He dreams of the day when his crest awakens so that he can soar to the sky, but on that day Wakefield is burned. He is the only survivor. What Adlritch will find outside his little village will not just test the limits of his will, but also his sanity. Being the only one who can access the nightmare realm he is determined to turn a curse into a blessing and rise to unreached heights as, The Nightmare Crestmaster. **** This book is an epic fantasy with dark undertones, one might call it grimdark but it’s not without humor. I have seen complaints about the middle part of the novel, namely around chapter 60-70 some have said that it get too slow and I admit I made pacing mistakes there but the novel gets better right after and I believe some of the best content I wrote happens after that part so please make it through to join me and the rest of the readers on my journey. WARNING: I don’t write brain-dead characters. Romance and harem, which are not the focus of the story will take time. This novel was inspired by Soulsborne, all of it. **** 7 chapters/ week join my discord and become a Crestmaster: https://discord.gg/v7rsrySs 黑色台面

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Yasbel had not expected that she would meet such a mishap today. Her mind was full of questions, she was not the type to just brush them off, she couldn't even if she wanted to.

She thought that she did everything perfectly, after all she did everything perfectly without a single mistake.

In the first place it was not impossible to know the name; Ortarious, but it was not easy either. And anyone who knew wouldn't know to associate her with that name anyway. She was sure of that.

And yet here she was, cornered by a farmboy. How did it come to this? She reviewed her actions so far but it was a futile effort, she didn't find where she slipped up.

Sighing, she took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes. It was difficult for a person to find one's own faults, all people had a tendency to overlook their own mistakes and problems.

She thought that she overcame that part of herself but it was obvious that she didn't, at least not yet.