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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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Dawn- An age of Darkness

We camped somewhere inside the forest. According to Lianne it'd take about a full day of travel to cross this forest. Once we're out, we'd be in Helsing's territory. Till now I'd never heard of a country named that. "What kind of country is it?"

Wait, didn't the old man mention something about a country named hell something?

"It's a neutral country. Some demies live there too." Lianne dropped some wood on the fire. It'd be dark soon, so we started setting things. "Though maybe it has incited some sparks within us." She chose her words carefully.

I sighed. "You people and your war." I didn't want to be the guy who only complained, but unfortunately, I was that guy. "Is waging war over territory really necessary?"

"When your family and the people you know die of hunger around you and you see the nation next to you prospering without issues, that's when you know, it's war or death." Our demon friend bestowed his wisdom upon us.

There are such things as peaceful forests? How? Why?