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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

I was still skeptical, so I couldn't help but warn them. "We should be careful. I'm getting the feeling this place could be full of those monstrous monsters." I Might have phrased it wrong, but I was pretty sure the other two knew where I was going with this.


Brend looked at me with pity, as if I'd only stated the obvious.


Jowy sighed. "Though I hate to admit it, I think you're right." And I was glad for him to think that. Though Jowy probably pitied me a little too. 


As we moved ahead, the forest got denser and denser; luckily if we didn't bother the trees they didn't attack and there weren't any large insects either. There were an awful lot of mosquitoes though. I didn't mind the situation. As long as the undead or the goblins weren't here, everything was fine. 


Island of the dead