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

Jowy silently walked out of the confusion and the three of us or rather the four of us continued to walk. There was a fluffy eared little girl following Jowy around. She was more or less 14, so I didn't really pay attention. 


"So what were you doing?" I had to ask. I didn't care but the situation demanded.


"When I asked the lord Denkaborkarere, he said I could play my instrument here without any interference. I love playing the flute you see. But I didn't know there would be a crowd here." Jowy seemed innocent enough.


I couldn't hide my chuckle this time. Never thought Brenda'd have such a sense of humor.


"Played me? What is that supposed to mean?" Jowy utterly confused looked at us for wisdom. Unfortunately for him, we weren't that nice.


The legendary sword of Asce