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

An unfamiliar ceiling- again. I tried to move my head. It hurt to move but I successfully moved. I examined myself and the surroundings. I was in some sort of well-lit empty room. There was no one inside. My body was covered in bandages and I was shirtless as usual: at least not completely naked.

I sat up. "Ungh!" My head throbbed.

The curtains fluttered and fresh air entered the room.

Looks like I've survived yet again.

I sighed. Honestly, death might have been better. I lied down again. I had no desire to run around in my current condition. Someone would probably come by sooner or later anyway. I closed my eyes and fell asleep soon.

"I'm telling you, he is not a criminal! Are you telling me you don't believe me, the princess of the elven empire!?"

AH, the plot is thick here: it just got thicker