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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present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

There were four of them. One was big- probably the leader and the rest seemed kind of generic. Never thought I'd meet generic-looking people. No distinct features and they looked quite alike. Maybe they were triplets or something. The big one among them approached us. He looked like a giant, probably a dwarf.


"Really? That would be so wonderful!" Brenda said.


I could guess what she was thinking but this was not an ideal situation. I wasn't fully armed and the thugs in front of us didn't really look all that easy. They doubled us in terms of numbers and their equipment wasn't something to laugh at either.


And did Brenda forget that I was still recovering? Surely she hadn't… right? Right!?


"Looks like, the missy understands the situation. Come quietly and no one will be hurt. Ha ha ha." Before the big guy could stop laughing Brenda made a grin and approached them. She nonchalantly went towards the men. As if nothing had happened and she was just taking a walk. 


Reversed? Are we… the bad guys?