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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 173 - The Madame

With a loud creaking noise, the adorned, lavishly decorated room of the study room opened up. A pillar of light quickly slid in through the rapidly widening crack from the brightly lit hallway. A moment later, a long shadow revealed itself, a feminine figure donned in a dusty, black silk cloak stepped inside from the hallway.

The figure looked inside, its eyes that were safely hidden under the dark shadows of the cloak's hood spotted the masked figure standing in front of the window, it took a deep gasp of air. As it slowly exhaled the accumulated air, it could feel its tense nerves slowly calming down. 

Once it felt ready, it opened its eyes, and from it, a heavenly, melodious tune disrupted the serene peace and quiet of the place.

"Mother… *khm* Mistress, I am back." The figure spoke. From the void of the hood, a pair of purple glow abruptly lit up, adding that mystical aftereffect of its voice.