Phil froze as the old man's embrace grew tighter.
"Set... Me... Free... Phil..."
The old man grew thick black tentacles in his back, his face melted in a black puddle revealing dark holes as numerous as honeycombs on his head. Moments later black caterpillars crawl out of the holes on the old man's face.
The caterpillars were abominations as well, their bodies are filled with black hairs, and their heads were that of Phil when he was young crying to his grandpa while others were smiling. The caterpillars simult
Phil sat down on his seat not listening to Seth's discussion, he was still imagining how to best approach his situation with Jess. Phil lost in his thoughts started to daydream. A tall and handsome Phil was standing in front of the door when suddenly it opened and a beautiful Jess walked out clutching a stack of paper emphasizing her chest. Her red high heels clicked as she walked closer to Phil. She slipped and the papers were thrown in the air, Phil reached out for the papers with one hand while the other grabbed and hug Jess on her back. Like dancing in a tango both bodies were close as the last paper slowly drifted down and Phil caught it with his teeth.
Phil slowly picked up the papers hidden in the compartment of the back cover, he tried to read it but noticed that it was not written in the Roman alphabet. Phil tried to make sense of what was written in the paper since most of them had illustrations of some kind of being. Phil looked at the page that he deemed the oldest since it was made of some unknown leather. A colossal monster was chained and buried deep somewhere was one of the drawings that Phil saw, the next page was a moon overlooking the colossal monster acting as a guard and lastly was an altar. Phil thought that the content of these pages might have the answer to why he is always having a nightmare, but the problem was that he could not
In a remote and rundown town in Egypt, an old man was slowly walking looking at the now empty houses that surrounds him, the sound of his cane echoed on the dusty and war-torn walls. The old man frowned, he could still smell the scent of death permeating the whole town even though no bodies or remains can be seen in plain sight. He proceeded to walk and entered a building located in the center of the now-abandoned town. Waiting for him inside was a girl with red hair, she was wearing a white jacket and sportswear underneath.&nbs
Phil decided to relax first before he go and dive into the 'plains of sleep’; he was also preparing himself for what horrors he might see deep in the abyss. Phil exhaled as he strengthens his resolve to dive deeper and know the truth about the meaning of his recurring nightmare. He proceeded to lie on his bed and tuck his arms on his side, he slowed his breathing and closed his eyes, he thought about the green plains he had manifested before and made that a rest stop of sort for his future journey. Phil felt a sinking feeling as he slowly drifted down fully asleep now. When he felt the wind blowing
Phil woke up a little tired due to the previous night's excursion, he still could not believe he had survived and he still had no idea who saved him. Phil washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror; his eyes were a little hollow as he remembered how easy he gave up last night. He looked down and avoided the mirror, not wanting to see his pathetic self for the time being. In the kitchen, Phil prepared his breakfast for the day. A bowl of cereal and a glass of juice, he ate quite simply because he was not in the mood to cook. Sitting on the couch after he ate Phil was mulling on who saved him in th
Thinking about how to get a relic that can repulse the miasma, Phil was in a dilemma since he does not have the money or the connections to obtain or purchase that kind of thing. He was walking home when suddenly he thought that maybe Seth has a relic of that kind or in the least has someone he knows owns that kind of relic. The sun was almost setting when Phil arrived back at school, he proceeded to head towards Seth's office hoping for him to be still there, and to his relief the light in Seth's office was still on. Phil knocked in Seth's office and moments later he heard Seth's voice letting him in.&nb
The black ebony-colored door ornate with carvings of ravens in different postures was revealed to Phil as the bookcase opened due to him pushing the button under the table. Inspecting the door, Phil noticed that it had no handles and a large bust of a raven with its beak open was the central piece of the door. Phil stared at the raven and noticed its eyes were blood-red crimson rubies. Phil tried to push the door but it did not budge even a bit, he tried taping and listening and observed that the door was metallic but at the same time wooden in nature, and the deep bass feedback helped Phil deduce that the door was heavy and at least an inch thick.&nbs
The tentacles were getting closer as Phil was paralyzed on the ground. Phil tried to crawl away but a tentacle, unfortunately, grabbed hold of his right ankle. The tentacle proceeded to hang Phil up to the air. Phil felt his blood pool on his head as he was hung upside down. The other tentacles proceeded to bind Phil tightly. Phil tried to close his eyes as the pressure of the squeezing almost made him faint. He heard his bones creak as he slowly suffocates; Phil screamed but only for a moment for, unfortunately, another tentacle made its way inside his mouth essentially gaging Phil. The tentacles proceed
"Look for another cave boy. I do not trust that cave anymore, the prisoner might have planted a trap for you inside the black goo." Phil nodded upon hearing what Ferox has to offer. He swam inside the walls of the prison and decided to head towards the opposite side from where the past cave was located. It took Phil almost all of his current energy to arrive in a habitable cavern. Before he entered he stared at the prisoner that was lying with its head down inside the black goo, bubbles of air could be seen popping up near its mouth located in its belly. Phil could not believe how a crazed being could be cu
After overcoming his dejection, Phil attentively listens to Ferox's explanation of how to properly control his violent urges. "Okay boy, first things first. Do not be overwhelmed by your cruel urges. No matter what the voices inside your head whisper, do not do it. Even if the sigil is not activated, the urge to do violent things is magnified because of its presence. One more thing, this does not apply just to those that are around you, but to you as well, your body to be specific. For example, if you are in a situation where you want to scratch yourself because of a minor inconvenience and the sigil activates, you might end up with heavy injuries due to not being able to control yourself and scratch yo
The feeling of weightlessness overwhelmed Phil, the biting cold of the dark embraced his bloody body. He lays unconscious in the ever-expanding darkness. But suddenly a bright red glow tore the peace that was brought by the endless dark. "AHHHGGGG!!" Phil clutched his left eye which was throbbing in pain. "AHH!! Why is this happening, I...I thought I was dead."&
Disclaimer: This chapter has blood, gore and violence in it. Please read in your own discretion. "Hmmm...Hmmm...Hmmm." I hummed sitting on a dining chair reading the newspaper. Still, the headline was about a serial mass murdered on the loose, the newest victim was a boy found dead inside a bathroom in a convenience store. I flipped the page as I grew tired of waiting. I looked to my left and right and saw both my parents and Eric, sitting perfectly still on their seats. Thankfully my parents were not trying to dirty the floor anymore, must have used up al
Disclaimer: This chapter has blood and violence. Viewer discretion is advised. You have been warned. "Good you are successful in calling me I see. Now let me look at you clearly first since I could not see you clearly when I was in my domain." My body started to glow a red hue but it only lasted for a moment. "Hmmm, 25 points of energy. This is worse than a chick that had not grown its feathers, this is a chick that has just hatched out of its egg and is still wet. Ugh, you could not even kill a nightmare origin swi
"Ferox? Who are you? I don't know you. Where did En go?" Confusion painted my face, hearing the deep and brutish voice that had replaced En's calm and gentle voice. "I'm here Phil. Sorry for leaving you like that. The being tasked me with contacting Ferox to try and teach you to use your energy more efficiently." I sighed in relief after hearing En's voice. Although mere minutes ago I resented him for leaving and not
The sky was crimson on an eternal afternoon, the sun was halfway set beyond the horizon. A red haze filled the air as the smell of blood filled my nostrils. The caw of legions of crows is the only sound that could be heard. Dry bones of various creatures lay strewn all over the floor as the crow themselves help pick whatever flesh remains on them. The sound of cracking was audible as I walked towards a spire of blood and gore, watched by the crows with their dark black eyes. Countless lifeless bodies piled up in large numbers slowly decaying, from the most recent kill at the top to the dry bones at the bottom. A figure sat on a throne of bone, adorned only with the beings that were adequate to enterta
I woke and saw that my energy bar was almost full. I stared at the ceiling of the cave, thinking how far I will go in the next attempt and how long would I be trapped inside this prison. I wondered if ever I will be successful in leaving this place or be like Eric’s mother, forever trapped inside the abyss of dreams. Although I have been trapped here for almost a day now, the lack of sunlight or any light for that matter makes you confused of what time of day it was now. The only source of luminous light I could see was Eclaireuse’s barrier. Although I was given the power to see in the darkness which I only noticed after being trapped inside this dark abyss and since I could not freely use my power in the real world, for that I was thankful or I would be utterly blind navigating inside this prison with a dangerous guard just outside the confines of the cave.&
The multiple eyes on the giant abomination started to open and move erratically. The prisoner tried to defy the force that was making it kneel down, the mouth that was located near its abdomen started to take in air, large amounts of goo started to seep out of its body. En shouted inside my head to take shelter and cover my ears. The prisoner with all its might yanked the chains that bind it and screamed on the top of its lungs. Its deep below shook the surroundings, my ears started to bleed while my head started to fill up with malicious thoughts. En tried with all his best to keep me sane while Eclaireuse although a little exhausted used her remaining soul force to create a barrier.&nb