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

I looked around. My vision was yet to adjust itself but I saw the royal camp. The lights were artificial, this was night. The emperor and the princes; even Lianne were there. They were atop the audience seats, glaring at me.

Araan had a wicked smile on his face, but Lianne and the others didn't. They seemed pained. I could vaguely see tears in her eyes. It didn't take a lot of processing to understand what I'd gotten myself into. They were about to execute me.

"This man was declared a friend of the throne but!" with his emphasis on the word 'but' the announcer continued, "He has betrayed us by slaying the crown prince!"

I couldn't believe my ears. The crowd rebelled in severe anguish: they wanted me dead immediately.

I knew they'd frame me for something like attempted murder of the emperor or something but this was much more extreme. Even I was shocked now.

Fool me thrice, shame on the world