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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 444 - The Little Lizard's Request

"[Orc] Yes, Young Master. It will be as you command!" The tall dark grey giant, Roas feverishly nodded at the words of her Master.

The trio of his minions, now with the addition of the dark green-scaled lizard with the unique-looking golden rings covering the entirety of his body, was walking towards the new addition of Gupta. 

Aiden had a small uncomfortable frown on his face, as he tasted the nickname of the region the residents have given to the mud-covered fast-transforming section of the city.

"[Orc] I don't know… Calling it the 'Heap' is really derogatory." He turned to the child-sized lizard, looking at her with a questioning gaze. "Thuk, are you really fine with calling your home like that?"

The lizard, however, shook his head as his elongated reptilian face contorted into a smile.