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
You can follow me on twitter@nr_yet
Or on Instagram @nr_yet1208
Or perhaps join my Discord Server and have a blast talking about novels? https://discord.gg/FUzyEwmZmj

Ps. Everything is just fiction.

Dawn- An age of Darkness

His eyes were glowing and bugs were running around in his insides. He was an undead and definitely one of the strongest if not the strongest.

But- but I wasn't going to lose.

I readied the scepter and focused.

Each of the eight elementary balls manifested and floated around me. This had never happened before. And I honestly didn't think it'd happen this time either.

I almost never succeeded on the first few tries- but I guess today was the exception.

Technically, this was my second attempt but oh well.

With a grin, I threw all the balls straight at the emperor, and launched myself forward fast.

The balls crashed but the emperor expected as much.

Perfect Imbuition: Birth of a god