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 cleared all the snakes and crocs and it almost rained blood.

I'd changed my mind, mostly because I reconsidered the spirit's logic. If I could save a local, I could extract information. So in the end, it was just for my own sake I'd saved her.

The young knight had her bottom clenched tightly to the ground, soaking wet. She'd fallen down when I'd used my magic to blind the monsters and attack them.

She was breathing very weirdly and it was almost as though she was afraid of me. Talk about being grateful to your savior.

"Is there any villages or cities nearby?" My voice came out a bit crooked and loud. Unintentional.

She remained quiet. Sweating, teeth shaking, and clattering. Her whole body was covered, her joints were less guarded but it sufficed to say, that the armor was heavy. I couldn't see anything other than just her eyes: shining blue eyes.

And then it became my problem