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?~

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Dawn- An age of Darkness

I didn't really care much about all this.

But- now that this was done, I had to again think about what to do afterward.

I knew I was just distracting myself. I knew I was just killing time.

And yet, there was little I could do.

"Umm…" The girl fidgeted. "Do you have any extra clothes?"

I looked over her and well, the shirt was melting, and some parts of her pant were also melting. She wasn't dying from the burns she had all over thanks to the potion, but she wasn't in the best of shape either. And her clothes were going to melt sooner or later.

I guess that plant spray was much more of a drag than I thought.

Meanwhile, my clothes and armor had mostly survived thanks to the robe.

This robe was beyond just durable.

The ruins (Part four)