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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

A shame I only had one hand but I unsheathed my sword and imbued it with holy magic. I held my sword tight. If I'd brought out my other sword, the mystic blade then it would have been like announcing I'm a potential food for the hungry gods, so I couldn't do that.

The skeleton carefully observed me. It wasn't attacking and it wasn't really doing anything funny either. It was almost as though it was waiting for me to attack.

I ran to the skeleton. These past few days I tested my body. Most of my skills were intact and this body had the same agility and stamina I possessed before, maybe a little less. I did lack some strength but it was made up with speed. I really missed my arm though.

My sword clashed with his stick. Up close it seemed more like a cane than a stick. Hard to imagine it wasn't being cut even after a direct hit. He merely shrugged me off.

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