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~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?~

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Dawn- An age of Darkness

A messenger broke into the courtroom.

He didn't wait, he didn't even let the guards stop him. Rather he just stood before their ruler. "I bring ill news, your highness." He bowed on his knees and his head was down, he couldn't look up.

The courtroom that was ridiculed with arguments even just moments ago became silent. A scent lingered in the air: the scent of distress.

Their ruler- the high elf- Lianne exhaled but she didn't lose composure. "Go on."

"Archduke Daarc Green, is no more."

Lianne blinked twice. Once to make sure she heard right, twice to make sure, this was reality. Unfortunately, in both cases, she met with disappointment.

She was a half-dead. Her sense of fear and the pain of loss was very much the same as normal elf's: dulled. But- but the news hit her hard. She couldn't quite believe anything and neither could anyone else in the whole room.

Interlude: Chaos descends