Nightmares

Stuck on a floor worthy of nightmares, the soldiers sent to test the worth of the new, System-made guns have been split up, separated by the magic of the undead floor. And as anyone who has ever watched a horror movie knows, splitting the party is a fast path to trouble. But what new horrors await them as they attempt to find each other, and find a way through? As the nightmare continues, will the soldiers survive? And even if their flesh remains intact, what of their mind and soul? And even if they manage to escape the nightmare, the Black Temple, which has broken so many before them, awaits.

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Mandatory Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. None of it should be attempted in the real world. None of this should be taken as even tacit approval or support of the actions portrayed herein. This is a story about a rotten bastard who gains power to take bastardry to a new level, and absolutely doesn't care what society thinks of him. This story contains gore, cursing, sex, and all kinds of nasty shit. If you have triggers, consider this your warning.


Genre: HaremLit