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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 343 - New-Old Teammates

In front of the counter, two figures could be seen discussing something with the curly-haired guild attendant, Mary. One of them was a taller male figure which Aiden recognized as the current leader of the local branch, and the celebrated 'hero' of the city, the golden armored Rank 3 Adventurer of Higrove, Sir Michael Sonovan.

However, his back wasn't what caused Aiden to freeze on the spot, and his previous calm demeanor to shatter into pieces. No, what caused his shock was the other party, the slender back of a girl. Even though, she was wearing a traveler's cloak, a large dark brown furred hooded cloak, making sure that all of herself was carefully tucked away and hidden… She still couldn't hide away from him.

"Lily…" Aiden muttered, as his figure trembled with the tumultuous swirl of emotions. His hand once again was balled into fists, clenched so tightly that traces of blood dropped on the floor.