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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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Fate of Olarva

Never in his wildest dreams had Xander imagined that he would have to go toe to toe against an Infernal Hound in the real world. These dreaded fiends had caused the demise of many brave Dreamwalkers and inspired terrifying tales that often found their way into the personal diaries of those who survived.

If Master Arwin had been there, even he would have placed his bets against his former pupil. There was no way an Adept Dreamwalker like Xander could fight such a terrifying Ethereal all by himself.

Fortunately for Xander, Gamkin's parting gift had turned the tables in his favor. It now became clear to him that the Corrupted Cards were far more powerful than any card in his inventory. The only downside at this point was the fact that each Corrupted Card could only be used once. And once played, the card would simply cease to exist, disappearing forever.