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The Last Primal

Darkness. The ultimate ruler, the true One-Above-All. Everything starts from it, and everything returns to it eventually. People say that in your final moments, darkness seeps in your very existence, engulfs your whole being. They say it’s an incredibly relaxing feeling that takes you on your journey to your afterlife. They say that in the very darkness, the ‘nothingness’ your weary soul will finally be able to rest and relax. This brings up some very philosophical and existential questions. Do you even exist? Follow the epic journey of Aiden, the last primal, a unique and ancient race as he finds his place in a strange, new world, filled with threats and violence. ----- UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community: http://discord.link/Shaele ----- If you would like to support me and leave me a personalized message, you can buy me a 'coffee' at Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/shaele ----- This story (and the world itself) is something I started writing and creating 15 years ago, while I was telling stories with my friends in our regular D&D sessions. The world is a hand-crafted fantasy world, filled with history and lore that we created over the course of years. While I may be new to the writing scene, I will do my very best to bring you an enjoyable experience. Hope you enjoy the journey just as much as I enjoyed creating it.

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Chapter 147 - Back to the city

Under the clear morning sky, a long black-haired young boy could be seen casually crossing through the dense shrubbery of the forest. He was wearing a thin linen short-sleeved beige shirt with khaki-colored simple linen-pants. Even though he was told to wear a bit more, he really hated wearing much, it felt too restrictive. Adding to this, he always had to keep his garment in mind, especially in combat. Even his hair was left freely fluttering against the wind, it felt better, natural that way.

Reaching the edges, he halted his steps and leaned against the trunk of a nearby oak tree. He had a remote look on his face, seemingly lost, gazing at the dusty road just ahead. Despite the early morning, people have already started to form a serpentine line. Looking at it, his golden irises flashed momentarily, his lips curved forming a thin smile.