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~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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present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

The spirit went closer to the fallen husk of Endroma and merged. "No, they should be fine; most monsters would return to normal while the goblins, undead, and such would become one with the soil and perhaps enter the cycle of rebirth for the first time; they will finally be at peace. Even demigods should be fine. You, however-" She stood up. she looked just like I'd seen her in my dreams- just a tad more beautiful. If anything, she was probably on par with Selis's looks, just a bit flatter.

"Would die because I became a god?" I chuckled.

"That is correct." She looked awfully apologetic. "You've transcended mortality and hence-"

"Oh yeah, if the gods and mana are gone, the cycle and that big river- what about those?"

"They will remain and the cycle would continue. It would continue on its own without any interference. Things would become like your world."

Farewell