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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 242 - Gaining Entrance

Several seconds passed in intense silence, as the remaining trio of guards continued to shake and silently measure the unarmed vigorous orc from the top to the bottom. 

Against such piercing, scrutinizing gazes, Roas remained silent, and simply withstood them with a cold, but the calm outlook on his face. He did not react, nor gave any micro movement, but let the three think their options over.

After what seemed like an eternity but in reality, was only just a dozen seconds, the closest of the guards, raised his halberd once more, pointing at the road, and the still motionlessly standing leaner silhouette on the road.

"[Orc] Turn back and leave with your lord from where you came from. We do not want your kind here, outsider." The guard gave his warning to the unarmed figure.

Roas, hearing their denial once again shook his head whilst clicking his tongue with dissatisfaction.