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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 · Fantasia
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Chapter 167 - Stabbed

Even after he died, the strange humanoid-shaped, fish-headed creatures continued to hack and stab Jack's dead body. Only after his carcass turned into a mangled mess did they stop their relentless assault. Two of them picked up the shredded remains, and pulled it back into the watery surface, soon descending into its depths.

With that, the remaining four suddenly turned towards Aiden and Cole, looking at the youths with their large, black eyes. As they had no eyelids to blink, nor sclera to discern where their pupils would point at, it just made their gazes all the more uncomfortable.

Cole shivered in fright looking at the horrendous creatures and instinctively took a step back while he continued to nervously hold and grip the hilt of his shortsword. Feeling his fright, Aiden looked at Cole with a gentle smile on his face and spoke in his usual calm tone. This time, however, there was no cold undertone.