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 was getting thirstier and drinking water wasn't doing anything.

"Now that I look at your carefully, you're in thirst, aren't you?" She whispered, just behind my ears. "Got too greedy and ended up making a deal with the devil, didn't you?" She whispered again.

When the hell did she get so close?

And what the hell was this thirst she was referring to? Me being thirsty for blood?

'A deal with the devil?'  Come to think of it, Ashirnae did burn me with the flames of hell- according to him.

Before I could say anything though- "You could have mine." She gently lifted her cloth and moved her hair enough for me to see the lines on her neck.

Flawless skin and veins and blood.

Vows