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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 491 - Master?

Seconds passed feeling like heavy weights on the hearts and minds of all in the room. Every single eye was fixated on the exotic-looking young man in the room, hoping and just as equally dreading the answer he would eventually come to.

The mercenary-looking band of people that were already stationed inside the barracks, were feeling various degrees of regret and sorrow. After all, their little play to test the newbies has backfired on such a grand scale that not just their future potential partnership came to jeopardy, but even their lives.

Once again, thinking about that and being reminded that most of this was the fault of one wild animal whose nature was harder to control, a tinge of anger resurfaced on some of those contorted expressions, casting an annoyed, hot glare at the semi-unconscious, dazed lump of meat at the side.