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 got back to the castle and informed the princess.


Beatrine sighed. "I suppose I'll have to keep my word. Minister, make the preparations for them to head to Alfeim as soon as possible." She probably didn't expect me to succeed. 


I smiled. I was really happy. I would finally be able to repay my debt to Lianne. Although I might have reached a point where I couldn't really tell who was repaying who anymore.


"The village will be taken care of and we have come to a decision that there will be no more slums in the future. The state will provide for the family of the deceased." Beatrine didn't stutter for a second. It was as though she'd practiced this all along.


I chuckled. I couldn't control my laughter. She really did make my day. "Thank you," I spoke from the heart. 


I was leaving when Beatrine said," Let's just hope the debt you owe them is worth the risk."


Never knew something could hurt like this