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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present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

"Let us in, damn it!" I tried to barge in.


"Calm down, calm down. We were told to let no one in," said the soldier.


We had arrived at the castle but the guards wouldn't let us in. it was infuriating. But they weren't attacking us either. Which meant we weren't branded as enemies…yet.


"I have an appointment with your princess. Now let me in!" I tried to push through but the guard was very persistent in keeping us out. 


"Settle down man. I'm just doing my job." He raised his arms up in an attempt to calm me down.


"What's with the ruckus?"  A familiar voice appeared from the shadow. It was Gorgan. Was he in it too? I looked at him containing my hostility but some of it still slipped. "Oh, Daarc. Glad to know you made it. Are these your companions?" He genuinely looked glad. 


I made myself clear. "We don't have time for this. I need to meet the princess." I couldn't possibly explain things here and besides, Gorgan was on the suspect list too.


Prelude to damnation