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

"Got any bright ideas?" A large metallic Club came my way and I dodged, barely.

It merely grazed my left arm and still made a chunk of ice fly away. It didn't hurt and regenerated quickly.

Well, that was convenient. But this goblin king was no slouch.

"Nope!" Dick threw fireballs towards the crowds of goblins and kept them stalled for the time being but that left the big guy for me and Servesta.

I kind of didn't want to fight this thing or the smaller goblins though.

I switched the normal sword for the cane. If this thing enhanced my magic, then I didn't have any reason not to use it.

"Easy for you to say!" Dick was shuffling between the big thing and the goblins while Servesta was trying his best to attack and protect the unconscious hostages from rogue arrows and all that.

I guess I was dumping too much work on them, but I didn't have a choice.

Endless charade