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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 500 - Growing Madness

As one song came to its well-expected conclusion, another one has just reached its zenith, its highest note.

Taking up the central section of the battlefield, the heated battle between the royal siblings, Scarlet and Drake and the Silver Howl's nimble sisters seemed all but concluded, and this victory seemed to be in favor of the swift and surprisingly ferocious nimble sisters.

They were like black whirlwinds, fearsome tornadoes covering their opponents, constantly chipping away their defense and stamina. 

It was clear even from a single glance that unless the siblings had something up their sleeves, it was only a question of time when they will be forced to concede their individual fights. 

Even though they each had their own trump cards still tucked behind their respective sleeves, they couldn't truly utilize them if they were to honor the terms of this mock training exercise.