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~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

"Kid…. are you sure?" The old man was looking at me with a sweaty face. I was leaking too, albeit from various regions of my body.


God of light? So basically he's the god who gave humanity light, in that case. But I decided to provoke him further. That was the only way. In other words, praises and stuff wouldn't have worked on him. So this was my only option. Sometimes reverse psychology is very important.  "I don't know what happened to you but you'd rather keep your sword to yourself and let millions die instead? What kind of god were you!"


"WHAT DO YOU KNOW? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I LOVED THIS WORLD! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I CARED FOR THE WORLD? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH I DID FOR THE MORTALS? I GAVE THEM THE GIFT OF HEALING. I CREATED ANGELS FROM MY VERY SOUL AND PLACED THEM IN THE DEADLIEST OF PLACES TO PROTECT THE WORLD AND ALL WHO LIVED IN IT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA!" The whole ocean reverberated. Oh, he was mad alright.


The cursed God of light: Trerortra