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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 nightmare ends

Killing the real Daggertail caused its illusory clone to disappear into a puff of black smoke. Soon after, the two attack choppers returned to Galing Avenue.

With the last Ethereal vanquished, the stone arch in front of the mayor's mansion crumbled into a pile of debris, permanently closing the bridge connecting the Nightscape to the real world.

As soon as the Nightmare Gate was destroyed, the black clouds stifling the sky above Galing Avenue dispersed, revealing the crescent moon and her twinkling entourage in all their glory.

The silver rays of the waning moon washed over the mansion grounds, reflecting off the stony sculptures frozen in eternal silence. Unfortunately, there was no way to save the cops who had been petrified by Death Gazer.

However, their sacrifices hadn't gone in vain. Despite failing to stop the Ethereal, they would be remembered as heroes for their unyielding courage and unfailing devotion to duty.