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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 570 - What you are best at

Standing atop the walls overlooking the distant underground city of Ugburk, Aiden was looking sternly at the horizon. Small dotted shadows, tiny silhouettes were steadily growing as they marched closer and closer to their encampment with a steady pace.

"[Reptilian] How did they even know where we are?" He muttered inwardly. From what he learned from the processed memories of Zark the archbishop, and from the reports of the other captains of the rebel forces, their base should have been a carefully hidden secret even from the High Priest himself. Everyone believed in their cause, everyone was deeply invested. Some lost family members, just like the ex-archbishop and Tolliah. Others were forced to a fate vastly similar to the little girl's, be used as a toy, an object of pleasure or reproduction. 

Again, others were forced to slave labor and be doomed to fight as gladiators, soldier's without a will of their own.