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Nightmare Mythos

Nightmares Creatures that appeared from the unknown a millennium ago continuously threatened humanity, pushing and pressuring people who once inhabited it aside. These Entities brought the world into utter chaos, furthering their influence to what was once a land that belonged to its rightful owner. In the end, humanity was forced to adapt. They kept trying different ways to fend off the Nightmares, and the solution they finally settled on was… why not become one themselves? Cesar Sparrow, an unfortunate fellow born in an era full of corruption, horror, and the unknown, was desperately trying to escape from its clutches… until he found an enigmatic, dying eyeball that latched itself onto him. “Hehehe, what a great fellow you are,” “How are you talking—. Just what are you…?” The dying eye that latched itself to his empty, bleeding eye socket chuckled, its voice groggy as it answered. “What do you think am I? I’m just an old and weak Nightmare, Sparrow. Though, you can call me Eyes of Deceit. And I'll borrow your body for a moment if you won't mind. Hehe,” "No, why would I give you my body?! Get the fuck out!" Entrapping himself in a series of encounters, uncovering secrets that belong to the Nightmares… and the humanity wanted to remain hidden, Cesar Sparrow ventures into the unknown. To keep struggling, to keep resisting, to keep persevering… will all that be enough? Will he be finally the one to break the chains humans had found themselves in, ending a millennium of suffering? Or succumb to the curse of the Nightmares? ******* Cover not mine. All credits belonged to the owner. Discord Link: https://discord.gg/wcFfu4SP

Ordki_Hozei · 奇幻
分數不夠
195 Chs

Awkward Standoff

'Are you serious?'

What walked through the shade of the hallway was a figure so unfamiliar to Cesar, yet so deathly as well. The disjointed proportion of its body, the malignant feelings it permeated, and lastly, the wrongness surrounding the unknown individual itself.

It wasn't a human.

Cesar jolted awake as he hopped away from the figure that trod its way toward him, menacingly and carefully taking its sweet time to approach him as if his mere existence was an ant ready to be squashed into oblivion any time.

Cesar wasn't having any of that right now.

'God damn it, it's a corrupted human! Just what are the chances this thing landed on me after minutes of idling in my position?'

As if the goddess of luck was returning back everything it lent to Cesar, he faced situations he wasn't even expecting a few minutes after he landed in the unknown hallway.