Ordki_Hozei

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?

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Nightmare Mythos

Somewhere beneath the Mayor's mansion, a loud scream resonated throughout the very basement that could've pierced through some of the ears that were merely listening to it. However, humans and the remaining survivors that are still in the city were sleeping soundly in a huge cocoon.

Because of the cover that was all around them, what remained on the outside of his domain stayed on the outside.

The only that could've pierced by that scream could've been the same entity that shouted that agonized scream.

It was no other than the Nightmare that controlled the human monsters, something that had been made from its power, and an entity that quite held the city over some time since the war had started.

His job was relatively easy since all he had to do was to get the 'perfect time' to strike the moment he received orders from 'Her'.

Until then, everything had to wait.

Pissed Nightmare