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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 644 - Equally Matched (2)

Lying deep within a smaller crater in a man-sized cavity, Lord Bart's tattered body looked quite miserable. He felt his muscles were about to be torn apart, and that his bones were just barely holding together and not shattered to tiny pieces.

Still, despite the unimaginable pain, he must have been tormented with, there was a growing smile on his face, slowly, but gradually reaching crazed curves. He was like a madman, his sanity slowly but surely descending deeper as he reveled in all the stimuli his body and soul were sensing. 

Heaving a couple of controlled exhales, he activated a breathing technique. His body began to shine with a faint colorless hue, as it began to swiftly heal his wounds at an incredible speed. Soon, the grotesque sight of a man that looked as if it was barely hanging to his thread of life looked just as good as before the fight.