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~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

There were leftover axes from the other monster; the half-demon picked two up.

"Now that I've become this. I have to kill you and rid this world of this memory." Her voice warped and now flowed broken: but her giggles still came out like it was no big deal. She stopped making sense a long time ago. But somehow I could understand her. This curse was rather convenient.

She screeched so hard, that my ears ringed. Then came for me at blinding speeds. It was fast but not as fast as the emperor. Blocking was out of the question, so I dodged the first axe but the second one dug a deep wound on my left shoulder. I was surprised that my arm was still attached.

"AHH!" With a scream, I fell on the ground a few steps back.

Alisa screamed. But now the monster had her eyes on the little girl. My vision was failing. I was about to lose consciousness again. But I didn't want to. I wanted to keep fighting.

Death and dreams