"Where am I?"
That was the first thought to surface as I opened my eyes to a world in ruin.
In the dark of night, shattered houses loomed like the hollow and charred remains of skeletons, while real ones lay scattered in the dust, illuminated by the pale shine of the moon and stars.
As I turned in place, a cold premonition began to crawl up my spine.
Suddenly, the moon fell below the horizon. The sun rose from the west, streaked across the sky, and vanished in the east.
Subtle changes began to appear, as if time itself were rewinding at an unnatural speed.
This cycle repeated countless times. The bones disappeared. The broken houses repaired themselves.
People began to fill the streets — hurrying to work, talking, laughing — as if they had never been the bones scattered across the ruins.
Time allowed, stopped, and then resumed its usual pace.
[Aspirant! Welcome to the Nightmare spell. Prepare for your first trial...]
"Nightmare Spell, Shadow Slave."
One cursed thought echoed in Night's mind:
"Really... how many times will I die?"
He chuckled bitterly.
"Hm… right. It'll be two if I die this time again."
walking toward an what it's look like an town square he is highly vigilant right now As he looked around for any possible danger — anything could happen here — he knew that if he wasn't careful, he could die without even knowing how.
as he found no danger and suspicious thing or being ,he concentrate and thought word like rune and status, as soon as he focused, shimmering runes appeared in the air front of him
Name: Night
True name:
Rank: Aspirant.
Soul core: dormant
Memories:
Echo:
Attributes: [spark of divinity],[child of fantasy],[mysterious],[insight],[sorcery talent],[strange entity]
Aspect:[crazy sage]
Aspect description- [sage is a wise, insightful, spiritually person who seek insight and knowledge. crazy sage is just the same, except they are bit too insane and rare]
Night was bit amuse about [crazy sage] of being wise and insane at the same time, But what surprise him was number of his attribute.
"hahaha I think I am the protagonist of this era" this thought cross Night's mind as unknowingly an crazy grim appear in his face, as he focus on his attributes.
[spark of divinity]:
Every fire starts from a spark. Somewhere deep within your soul, a radiant spark shines with divine light.
[Child of Fantasy]:
Fantasies recognize you as one of their own.
[Mysterious]:
You are a mystery to others. Your nature cannot be inspected by attributes, abilities etc
[Insight]:
You see beneath the surface — illusions, lies, and hidden truths.
[Sorcery Talent]:
You possess innate talent for all forms of sorcery, and can learn them with ease.
[Strange Entity]:
You are an anomaly that should not exist. Even fate can only loosely bind you — for you are too strange to be understood
My attribute are pretty good but i did not have combat type attribute. this is going to be very dangerous for me to face nightmare creature, thank god or dead god that i have some combat training and hunting experience in 18 year previous life of mine otherwise i might be as good as dead
" wait charred remain of skeleton that i have seen in the beginning of nightmare" an thought Dawn on me ,so some nightmare creature or something else with fire ability can be cause of the ruin of this place, night's start walking around and hear people conversation to gather some information
While crossing an empty alley, a man in his mid-thirties stepped into my path. He had short brown hair and sunken black eyes.
"Hey, friend. What's up? You seem new here," the brown-haired man said with a forced smile.
My body tensed.
Something was off.
Thanks to my [Insight] attribute, I could sense what others couldn't — a distortion beneath his skin, like a puppet pretending to be human.
I tightened my grip on the small knife I had picked up earlier for safety.
Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit me. My limbs turned numb, and I felt myself losing control of my body.
My eyes widened in panic.
With every ounce of willpower I could muster, I swung the knife.
Steel pierced flesh. The man barely reacted — completely unsuspecting.
A moment later, a whisper echoed in my ear like a phantom breeze:
[You have slain a dormant human. Name: Unknown.]