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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Dawn- An age of Darkness

Once we were in the open field I'd tried to run and make sure my body wasn't going to crumble under pressure. It didn't. Everything felt natural but the lack of the arm bothered me a lot more than I thought. I forgot on more than one occasion that I actually didn't have an arm.

"By the way, did I mention that I know a guy in Galbatia, who could heal that arm of yours and give you a new one?" Dick smirked. He was up to something.

"This isn't a ploy to get me there, right?" I asked, skeptical.

"No, no, of course not." He tried to act all serious. "I mean, all you'd have to do is sleep with the guy for a night but-"

I sighed. "Pass." I passed him and walked faster.

"Oh, come on! That was just a joke." He chuckled and came after me.

"Yeah, I don't care." I still had my pride, my needless, worthless pride. But there was something in the distance. "Lianne, can you let me handle this one?"

One step at a time