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

The curse wasn't yet fully activated… yet.

But it did improve my healing by at least five times. And since my healing was already five or six times stronger than typical humans, I had effectively 25X~30X healing capability compared to typical humans.

So that's why, Imbuition wasn't killing me anymore or making me faint on the spot. At least that was my best guess.

After all, I was recovering at the same time as I was sustaining internal damage. And because of that, I wasn't falling. Meaning, once this curse got fully activated, I'd be able to use Imbuition all the time and that meant- I'd be far stronger. And since I was actually getting better at Magic, I for better or worse, had some confidence in Imbuition.

I guess having this power wasn't bad.

I could move my left hand pretty well too.

And yet- something inside me had given up. Something just wasn't working.

The hope beyond despair