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

"It just had to be sewers." I sighed. "I guess sooner or later this was bound to happen. Whatever you do, don't even think about lighting a pyre." Every single RPG I played had at least one or two scenes regarding this, but now that I finally found myself in the sewers, I really, really didn't want to be here.

The smell compelled my stomach to empty itself, but I persevered. I had no idea how long I could keep this up though.

I talked like normal, though I couldn't see anything.

My companions were rather silent though.

Did they hurt their head and pass out?

This water was at least deep enough to reach my shin.

So with another sigh, I made a ball of light. 'Is something crawling?'

I felt like something just climbed my back. The feeling was nostalgic and I was tempted to run away but I controlled myself.

Light illuminated everything and well- I now wanted to scream, very loudly that is.

Is it me or do you smell like shi-