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

"Ha ha ha…hi?" I tried my best to retain my composure but my beating heart- more like blitzing heart- and sweat glands wouldn't let me.

The dragon released a massive breath. It would have been better if its breath wasn't as hot as the dessert.

He then smelt me.  "You reek of us!"

Was this dragon a pervert of some sort?

I didn't say anything so the dragon continued. "Back then, that was Damsel's. How- how did this happen?" The voice was deep and filled with malice. But he seemed so calm now

For a second there I thought it'd go berserk if I tried to talk to it. But my fears didn't come to fruition. I didn't know why but this felt easy. Like someone suddenly flipped the difficulty level from Nightmare to normal mode. If that were the case, why couldn't they do it sooner?

Are all dragon god monster thingy like this?