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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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Old woman and the deep sea

Aldrich didn't care about the commotion in the carriage which was carrying all of his groceries and things.

He hopped out of the carriage and ran to the alley right behind it. There he found a slumped figure, he got closer and even with the dim light he saw the face clearly.

It was an old beggar woman, he found her once begging outside of his apartment building. The woman's hair was entirely white and her skin was crumbled and dry and filled with cracks, on

her face and exposed arms he noted brown sunspots.

Her eyes didn't seem to have much clarity, they were clouded and even looked muddled. The

old woman had a hemp bag opened before her and some passerby's dropped a copper or two in the bag.

Aldrich was one of the people who gave her a few coppers. Right now she was beaten and was bleeding from her nose and lips, her rags were worn and torn even more than before.