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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

Eager and excited, the young trainees lined up in an orderly fashion, their hands clutching their Chronicas and their eyes fixed on their mentor.

Before Master Ramone could utter a word, Tiva snuck past him and took her place in front of the smallest straw mat. Just like the others, she too pulled out her Chronica and held it firmly within her delicate palm.

Master Arwin smiled at the little girl. "She really does take after Nelly. I remember when she first joined us, she was unusually high-spirited and as confident as our oldest student."

"I guess she would have still been alive if she hadn't trusted you, but she was a naïve girl," Xander cut in with his snide remark, quickly making the smile fade from his old mentor's lips.

Master Arwin knew his apologies would do little to make amends, so he chose to stay quiet and avert his gaze.