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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 804 - Unexpected Discovery

As if it had gone mad, the silver furred ape howled insanely and had clearly descended into a frenzied state. A dark, vermilion fountain gushed from a deep gashing wound at the center of its gigantic left hand. The place where Aiden's ebony blade, Rygintarth have struck it!

In the night fog, nobody from Azure Myst Sect could see what was happening to the silver furred ape.

They could only make out the vague silhouette of the giant and the tiny ant-like man when they clashed against one another. After that, the flowing waterfall of blood gave a vague, but at the same time, unbelievable thought to the small Draconic Skinks.

The ebony blade shined with a cold shimmer in the night.

*Slash!*

There was a crisp sound. 

After emitting a stream of blood, one of the bloodshot eyes turned dark.

*Plop!*

The onlooking disciples and various martial artists gasped in shock.