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

"And so, you want our help in rescuing your friend?" Jori said as he brushed off the sweat from his forehead.

We were back at the guildhall and I finished explaining things to Jori. Not much changed in this place. There were fewer people than before and that was about it.

We were in a corner of the guildhall and judging from the bandages, a lot of the adventurers were out of commission.

"Don't you mean our friend? Surely you haven't forgotten the time we've spent together. Surely you haven't forgotten the tears and sweat we went through. Surely you haven't…" I went on: and I took extra efforts to dramatize everything.

A lot of the adventurers peeked. I could tell they were grinning. Battle-hardened lots always liked adrenaline-driven things after all. Even the injured ones were looking good to go.

A stupid yet ingenious plan