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
You can follow me on twitter@nr_yet
Or on Instagram @nr_yet1208
Or perhaps join my Discord Server and have a blast talking about novels? https://discord.gg/FUzyEwmZmj

Ps. Everything is just fiction.

Dawn- An age of Darkness

"Some millennia ago-" These people dismissed thousands of years like they were nothing. "My husband had done something wrong and humans and gods alike cursed him and made him go into exile. But I could not follow him to that place. I could not stay with the mortals or the gods either. I felt terrible. Living felt pointless. I came to the sea to seek refuge but the god of trickery tricked me and bound me here by the orders of... Trerortra."

I was glad I didn't use his name from the start. 'That was a close one.'

As the name suggested, the god of trickery tricked her, but shouldn't she have expected as much from the likes of those?

Who was I talk, when I got tricked four-five times already?

I was actually expecting something much grander, but I guess it wasn't something complicated. But she did make one thing clear. She was at least, part god if not a full one.

"And you've been trapped here ever since?"

How do I get out of here again?