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

I didn't have a chance at that speed without Imbuition and I knew it. Plus it was too dark to see.

First the spear, then my armor.

My light emanated from me also improved my range of sight.

This was a lot better than just swinging blindly. Then again, I hadn't actually made a single swing yet.

So, I tried to swing, and Ve dodged, closing in on the gap, smiling- punching me on the stomach. "You do realize, this is a spear right?"

And I would have loved it if she were at least teaching me something.

'Should've just taken up on Gorgon's offer.' Too late to regret now though.

I took a deep breath. Ve's punch actually didn't hurt that much. She was either pulling her punches or my defenses were a lot higher than before. Probably the former. "Then don't you think you should teach me?" This time, I thrust the spear.

Why won’t things ever go according to plan?