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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]

Ashdenroth · ファンタジー
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The Frostweaver (3)

There were multiple options open before Xander. He could use his Chaotic Gambler skill to retrieve the card he had just played. It would allow him to summon the illusory clones once more. However, he had a hunch that the mage would not fall for the same trick twice.

The second option was to use his direwolf to create a distraction, but now that the Frostweaver was armed with an ice scythe, handling a beast at close range would be easy work for him.

The best way to handle a magic caster was by stabbing him with the Dagger of Diminishing to silence his spell casting and turn him vulnerable. But Xander hadn't re-awakened the relic before entering this Dreamscape.

Instead of rushing at the Frostweaver and engaging him in close combat, Xander measured him from a distance, carefully analyzing his stance. Just by looking at the way the mage held his weapon, Xander could sense that he was trained in melee combat.