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

We headed back to the city: me and Neira.

The crowd cheered. Everyone was on the streets.

"Seriously though, who are you?" Neira said, as she walked just next to me.

If she still didn't believe me, then there was no point in trying.

"As I said, it's not that important."

At this point, I'd just given up on that.

There were just far too many people on the streets. Some of their shouts were rather weird though.

The army was just on top of the walls. I was kind of hoping they'd run away, but so far, they hadn't moved an inch.

'Could it be that they're just morons?'

"Oh yeah, you told them to wait till the afternoon, so I can say goodbye to everyone? You're really nice. Cool and nice!" Neira sure was excited.

I kind of wanted to grimace. "NO, I'm not nice. And I didn't tell them that because of you!"

Preparations (Part one)