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

It felt like we were walking forever. My feet moved on their own and didn't stop.

After several hours we reached a place where there was no smell, where there were no undead, and most importantly where there was a statue of the angel. Should I have been happy?

But what good will it, do now? It's all over…

I didn't answer. I didn't want to. But after giving it a thought I said something. I said something that I didn't want to say. "Can you bring back the dead?"

"Daarc…" Jowy said but he didn't come close to me.

I didn't pay any attention to him.

The angel's voice gave off an ounce of sorrow. Maybe it felt my pain? But how could it? "It is true that I cannot bring back the dead but I can arrange one last audience with her soul. Her soul hasn't yet left this forest and soon will turn into an undead."

"How'd you know and what do you mean?"

One last goodbye