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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 596 - Battle of Survival (Part 6)

The warrior looked at the stout figure standing in front of him that was holding both his shield and blocking the incoming thrust spearhead as if the being wasn't a mere mortal but instead a personification of a God itself. 

At that moment, the archbishop's figure was instantly elevated in the skink elite's eyes and mind. It wasn't just him either, but Tolliah, the little girl standing behind the battle at the cave entrance also had similar stars glimmering in her wide-casted wondrous gaze. She too, like the man himself, saw his papa in a newfound light. 

From the momentary shock, her face slowly began to reveal a proud smirk. She began to puff out her chest proudly, her figure was telling the tale 'That's my papa! I knew that he was strong!'