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#SYSTEM
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#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]

Ashdenroth · 幻想
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#ADVENTURE
#SYSTEM
#MAGIC
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#SUPERPOWERS
#LEVELUP
#FASTPACED
#URBAN
#UNPRINCIPLED

Night Guard Duels (3)

Screaming and shrieking the rotting ghouls groped at the knight with their sickly hands, which had been twisted by dark magic and transformed into claws. But before their diseased claws could touch the knight's armor, his blades moved like the wind, chopping off their arms in the blink of an eye.

As more and more ghouls rushed at the knight, clambering over the bodies of their fallen brethren, he crossed his arms in front of his chest and suddenly spread them apart, unleashing a fiery burst that set the ghouls ablaze.

Dozens after dozens of ghouls were burned to a pulp in an instant as the flames spread out from where the knight was standing and engulfed half the platform.

 Only the Skeletal Warriors survived the onslaught due to their limited flame resistance. But even as the bony minions pounced on the knight, he remained unfazed. 

"Crush and Foil!" the knight bellowed in his hoarse voice and clenched his right hand into a fist.