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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.

Shaele · Fantasy
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Chapter 245 - The Warding

Shifting his attention from the monstrous statues, gargoyles perched high above, Aiden turned towards the ebon-colored massive double door just a bit in front of them. Following the strange, non-standard design of this castle-like building, the door itself was most certainly made of a strange, unknown material. 

Instead of doors, one could say it looked like one massive, humongous gate that would lead one to the netherworld, or at the very least, to some other dimension, perfectly fitting the motif the architect or creator of this structure was obviously going for.

"[Orc] So, do you have any idea what will greet us inside? Will they detect we are no longer one of the 'followers'?" Aiden inquired, as he continued to size the massive door from top to bottom.