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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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Frostbitten

The sight of the terrifying nightmare weapon infused with chaos magic was enough to stir panic in the ranks of the Ice Mephits since they possessed sufficient intelligence to know how dangerous the scythe was in the right hands.

However, being pack hunters meant that Ice Mephits were used to attacking prey much tougher than them, despite the dangers involved. Instead of flying away, the Mephits approached the situation with caution.

The two younglings fell back while the larger adults came forward. Their leader spoke something in a strange incomprehensible language that sounded like a hoarse growling mixed with chittering noises.

Xander locked his eyes on the Ice Mephits closest to him and snapped his fingers to summon a card from his set.

"Play card: Destiny's Child."

Almost immediately, two of the Mephits swooped at him from above, shrieking like wild banshees. Xander waited until they were within reach and then swung his scythe with both hands.