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

No one could keep their eyes open.

"Might have overdone it a bit," I said.

The light was still kind of blinding but it was subsiding.

"YOU THINK!!!" the goddess grabbed my collar and swayed me back and forth. "The hell was that! Are you sure, you're just a half!? Even I can't do that! Who the hell's your mother!? Tell me!?" Okay so, she assumed I was a god myself?

Anyway, the sky was still bright.

It was hard to look up but- something was there.

"Where the hell did that dragon come from though?"

And that attack looked awfully familiar.

But I was glad it showed up when it did. Otherwise, my holy plasma ball wouldn't have been enough.

"That's not the problem. Are you even listening to me??" Well, the goddess was kind of just- well, not having a great day.

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