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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 490 - Apology and Forgiveness

Taking a few, arduously torturous seconds to ponder, Don eventually gave in. He waved his hand downwards, signaling his men to follow his suit and stand down, lower their guards.

"At ease guys! There is no nee-" 

"F*ck that captain! I refuse to believe that this little brat can threaten us!" Before Don, could even finish his sigh and calm the situation before it escalated to a disastrous extent, the men that were pushed ashore and whose curved saber had been demolished, exclaimed as he jumped to his feet and charged at the boy.

His face contorted into a maddened howling rage, he got at the boy's side in an instant. His right arm was already mid-air, a heavy swing sailing the air closing at the seemingly unaware boy's temple.