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?~

CH size 1.2k~1.9 (depends on context) 
present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

I needed to buy some armor and sharpen the sword. This sword I had now, felt rather light despite its size and even looked brand new. According to Jowy it was an ancient relic, but how in the world was it still sharp? It made me wonder if it was really necessary to sharpen it. 


Why was so paranoid? I was impaled with this damn sword, so of course, I'd be.


So the old man gave me this much money?


The pouch had ten silver beauties and ten copper uglies left. That wasn't really that much money but I had to make do with what I had; the so-called doctor ripped me off and I could feel that in my gut! This much money was good enough to live with comfort for roughly two weeks but it wasn't enough to buy things like armors and all that. I could have always bought a cheap one though. So I didn't have many worries in that regard. Besides, my armor never lasts anyway.


Ah, lovely meat! And my trip to the blacksmith