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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 304 - Tales of the Past (Part 1)

A pillar of light that proudly pierced through the glass windows signified the arrival of the next morning. The bright orange star shone with its ever-present powerful luster, dispersing the obscure darkness that dominated the small wooden room. 

Upon a small bed just to the right side of the windowsill, the thick quilt began to show signs of movement. A small resident, covered from head to toe began to jitter, causing the large, feather quilt to wobble, sending ripples through its surface.

A higher-pitched, boyish yawn escaped through the feathery mountain, sending its waves through the air, traversing beyond the room, ultimately reaching a certain person at the other side.

As it was a calling, a mature yet familiar feminine voice came from outside the room. 

"It is time to get up hun, it's already morning! Get ready and come out. You need to eat your breakfast if you want to have the strength to impress Master Dor'Kalatha. You know how strict he is!"