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#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#SUPERPOWERS
#LEVELUP
#FASTPACED
#URBAN
#UNPRINCIPLED

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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#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#SUPERPOWERS
#LEVELUP
#FASTPACED
#URBAN
#UNPRINCIPLED

A haunting melody

The witch's seductive voice washed over the Dreamscape, flooding the fields and forests with woe. The notes rose and fell with poignant grace as her weeping tune drowned every emotion known to man.

Her song echoed a profound sense of loss, an unbearable grief that had ruptured the dam of her heart and could no longer be contained inside her being.

As Xander listened to the doleful melody, the words echoed in his ears, draining all joy from his heart and snuffing out his last ray of hope.

"An empty home amidst the trees,

A cradled love I'll never see.

His lips are pale,

I weep, I wail.

An empty hope inside my heart,

The mother sleeps a world apart..."

As the witch's last words trailed off into the cold night, Xander heard a gentle humming outside the cottage. It continued the song without lyrics but had the same woeful melody that drowned the heart in sorrow.