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

The old man us took to an abandoned house. It was dusty and there wasn't anything here that made it look livable. But I didn't complain. It was for the best that I didn't. I couldn't think and my eyes weren't moving. I couldn't move them.

"Here." The old man threw a sheet of cloth at me.

It was probably for me to sleep under. The other two were in a separate room. I was given a room of my own. It didn't have anything, not even a bed. I didn't feel like sleeping, so I didn't care.

"Sleep it off. I know she was your friend and our comrade but that doesn't mean we have to mourn forever. We have something else to accomplish; you have to accomplish it! And to accomplish that you'll have to go through that again and again. So buckle yourself up!" His words were harsh but true. And yet, I really hated the old man from the bottom of my heart for saying that.

Reality and the forgotten