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

Now that I had most of the other stuff settled, I tried to assess the current situation. "Why am I here?"

I addressed the most pressing question at hand. It was weird for a hero such as me to be treated in such poor magnitude. I did know I was no hero though. But then again considering how they treated me in front of their people, it wasn't all that surprising.

"We- we couldn't disclose that Aa-Araan-" Jowy stuttered.

Imazael patted Jowy's shoulder and came forward. "We couldn't tell the people that a prince tried to murder his own father."

"So, you framed me?"

"Yes. But only you. That's why your companion was forced to leave the country," She added.

Now I'll be hated for something I didn't do? Perfect! What else can you do to me!

"So, what now? You'd execute me?" My voice rose significantly. I was excited and that wasn't good for my health.

The aftermath