Dreamweaver: Initium (OLD MANUSCRIPT)
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  • Reads 1,711
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  • Parts 15
  • Time 4h 44m
Ongoing, First published May 22, 2013
In a world of corruption and sin, the Dreamweaver was born. Assigned to protect the universe from falling into ruin, he strived to create the Utopia - the perfect world. After being defeated by the forces of sin, the Dreamweaver promised that he would return.
 
Two centuries later, an orphan of great power stands in the middle of a war. With no clue of his previous life as the Dreamweaver, he slowly becomes aware of the evil that surrounds him. The world has only gotten worse and many obstacles stand between Dream, and the perfect world he envisions. Now that the Dreamweaver has returned, is it possible to save the world from its corruption? The war of Rave City is only the beginning...
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