Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

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Dawn- An age of Darkness

We hurried in the opposite direction to escape the forest. We had to reach the city as fast as possible. The effects of Panora water and Lianne's fire were effective. Therefore the undead wasn't that much of a concern anymore. And more importantly, they didn't pay much attention to us in the first place. But who or what was she referring to when she left?


One threat remained in my mind. That woman had mentioned something to stop us, but there wasn't anything here besides us and the undead. She couldn't have meant the undead, could she? And then there was that 'he' she'd mentioned about. Was she referring to the emperor or someone else? My head hurt just by thinking about all this mess.


With each step we got closer to the statue, and upon reaching the statue, I felt a faint aura. The elf finally spoke.


"Stop here," elf-boy said while writhing in pain. 


Is that hope I smell? Nope, just rot