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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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Forgotten legends

The Oracle's prophetic words forced Xander to stop in his tracks and turn around. He walked up to the congregation and fixed his eyes on the High Priestess hiding behind the branches.

"I'm not very fond of riddles. What exactly do you want us to do?"

The High Priestess whispered something to another accompanying oracle, and she in turn stepped forward to relay her words.

"The Gods neither curse nor condemn an innocent soul. A Godless One suffers for the sins of another: a second soul that corrupts its being and shades it from the light of the divines."

The only thing Xander understood from this cryptic speech was that a second soul was responsible for the child's suffering. But the rest of her twisted words remained shrouded in mystery.

"What second soul are you talking about? Speak the hell up!"

Both the Oracles averted their eyes at once, lowering their heads and stepping back.

"Do you mean to say that this child's soul is linked to another?" Leena asked.