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

Unsatisfied, he grinded his teeth. "Don't play dumb!"


"Sorry but I don't know what you mean," I said. I tried my poker face as best as I could.


"You son of a-" He came straight at me with a fist. He was close.


"You'd hit an injured man? How brave!" My voice came out a little bit more provocative than I thought.


He had a sword and he looked quite strong, so provoking him this way to get out was possible- and I had nothing better. Besides, I was already in a bad mood.


He stopped, grinded his teeth again, and spat on the ground. "Tch! Just get the hell out of the town. We don't need you to bring another calamity. I've heard rumors about you. No matter where you go destruction follows. Moire was the only city of men that wasn't breached for the last ten years; until you happened to be there!" He pointed at me, pretty wildly.


Calming breeze