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

The creaking of wood woke me up. The helmsman was sleeping and so was the old man. The ship was moving in all sorts of direction, so there was more than enough swaying. The big guy who was behind the ship's rudder was fast asleep. No wonder the ship was swaying. Come to think of it, would this really be alright? What if we went in the opposite direction?


I might have picked up some random pirate words. After spending all day with the pirates, it would have been surprising if I hadn't. Actually come to think of it, I always ended up talking like the people around me, didn't I? Maybe it's a side effect of the curse? It wasn't very prominent, so I never paid any attention. But this was still rude of me to say so.


The helmsman woke up in a very shaky mood and looked straight at me. His bloodshot eyes lusted for blood. Oh shit.


To be Sea sick or drunk, that is the question