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

<p>With each breath came the pause, getting wider and wider by the second. I couldn't feel my pulse anymore. The same had happened before. But it wasn't over yet. The dragon was yet to be dead. Xerphas was still moving. "But Ashirnae said-"It tried to get up with its shaky legs.</p>

<p>"Unfortunately Ashirnae isn't all-knowing." I got up, coated the mystic blade in cold light on my right hand and my other sword on my left transparent hand. Xerphas was almost up. It had a hole in its chest with my knife sticking out. But it wasn't dead.  </p>

The sky isn’t big enough for- oh wait, they’re already dead