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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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Tiva’s first lesson (2)

Master Ramone's was the only voice which echoed in the great hall as the trainees closed their eyes and focused their mind on the task at hand.

"I want you to forget all about yourself, your friends and your family. Clear your head of all fears, needs and desires. Imagine you are sitting alone in a dark room with only a single candle to accompany you. That is your only source of light, and your only beacon of hope."

Some of the pupils shut their eyelids tighter and gritted their teeth to enhance their concentration. Master Ramone was quick to notice the appearance of stress lines on their forehead and intervened immediately.

"You are trying to let go of things, not hold on. Free your mind. There is no burden for you to carry. Breathe and lose yourself in the vast emptiness around you," he whispered in a voice which trickled into their ears like the melodious murmur of a cool forest stream. "Relax your body and sever the ties which bind you to this world."