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

A middle aged woman was at the counter. I expected a beautiful woman to run the counter like the games I used to play. But I guess reality was different. "Welcome. How can I help you?"

"Can you fill me in on how this works? How I can sell materials and stuff…"

"You would have to register at the guild first. Then we'll assign ranks based on your aptitude and experience. After that-"

Things were getting tedious. To sell materials we needed to register first. That was okay and all but we'd get the lowest rank, rookie. Rookies had mandatory jobs so we'd be pretty much slaves if we registered. I didn't like the sound of it. The way they presented it, had a lot of superficial worshipping. They were treating a job at the guild like some sort of super luxury thing: it definitely wasn't winning me over. This woman was hell bent on scamming me. But could I actually call it a scam though?

Experiencing the guild after all this time