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My Dreamwalker System

Xander Nyxon was born with a gift: the ability to lift the veil of sleep and travel to the world beyond. He is one of the few rare individuals who can enter dreams and nightmares at will. While most Dreamwalkers ply their trade on the Dreamscape, Xander Nyxon is one of the reckless few who travels to the Nightscape seeking answers from the deceased. However, walking through nightmares is a perilous task even for the most experienced Dreamwalker. A thin veil separates the real world from the realm beyond, holding the terrors of the Nightscape at bay. But things quickly go wrong when a group of cultists cause the wall between the worlds to crumble. What happens when dreams and nightmares merge with the real world and twisted Ethereals start clawing their way out of the Nightscape? *** Xander was lifted off his feet and pushed back several paces. He desperately tried to get back on the ground, but his legs kept dangling mid-air. “I knew you’d be coming,” the mysterious figure whispered, pulling his hood back to reveal a hideous face riddled with scars. He was blind in the left eye and all his teeth were grimy black. “What the hell are you freaks up to?” Xander growled, desperately trying to break free from the cultist’s grasp. “Who are you guys?” The cultist smiled at this and replied, “Our names are inconsequential, Dreamwalker. But I think you already know what we are up to. Our world is plagued by sin. It is time for it to be cleansed by the Dark Deity’s blessing!” What to expect? 1. Dungeons. 2. Magic. 3. Creatures from folklore, myth and fantasy. 4. A level-up system with skill upgrades. 5. Mystery and adventure. [If you like the story, do consider buying privilege/premium chapters to help me out. Thanks!] [On hiatus]

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A game of dice

Xander only wanted to take Leena and get off this ship as soon as possible, but he somehow felt himself drawn toward the table. It was as if he was being pulled by invisible strings and could not resist the old woman's call.

"I don't...want to sit here. I'm here to take Leena back," Xander grumbled, trying his best to fight back. But his feet moved automatically, and he walked straight up to the chair and plonked down on its cold, wooden seat. "She does not belong here. Her death's on me. I can't leave her...here."

The All-Seer shook her head and curled her fingers back, calling the chair back to the table with Xander still seated upon it.

"I can see that you are nervous. You are far too afraid to lose your friend," she whispered softly. "But I admire your courage and determination. Not many Wardens would willingly risk it all and board the ship of lost souls. I suppose the least I can do is listen to you."