The End of the Dream

After nearly a century locked away in a mirror, you find yourself reborn, lying in a pool of blood next to a mutilated corpse. No memories, no name, no hope. You are given one purpose: find the crystal. The crystal is key to everything.

With no idea of the nature of the world you have found yourself in, or your own significance in it, who can you trust? When one man wants you to make his perfect fantasy consume reality, and the other wants to use you as a pawn against his bitter enemy. Not to mention the malevolent, monstrous presence festering in the heart of the Manor that dogs your every footstep.

"This world is a dream," Mark said. More like a nightmare.
Either way... it's time to wake up.

This work is a longer, plot-based post-WKM fic, centering around the former DA (Y/N), Darkiplier, and Actor Mark. Previously posted on and available completed on AO3; updates here twice weekly.

[Cover art commissioned from DMNFox]