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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 846 - Determination and sacrifice

"Nobody thought that Holy Fire Island would have produced a paragon as such. Yet, it's a pity that he has to die beneath the Ancient One's Palace."

"He died a worthwhile death trading the lives of seven other paragons and a couple of Guardian Elders."

The martial artists watching that blood-stained and swaying figure from afar had complicated expressions as they discussed in hushed whispers with looks of pity.

That lone figure looked pitiable and tragic.

The martial artists knew that Holy Fire Island's successor was about to die and no one could save him!

Aiden was indeed in a disastrous situation.

His left chest was punctured with blood gushing out, his collarbone was smashed and broken while his abdomen had a frightening wound that was so bad his intestines would have spilled out if he wasn't clutching it with his hands.

Aiden could feel his vitality draining from him!

Fresh blood was still flowing.