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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 708 - Crossing the barrier

In the eastern parts of the scorched, charred lands of the Battleground Realm, deeper under the surface.

Before a large towering and grand domed gate that separated the plebeian, commoner 'filth' of the real creme of the Draconic Skink society, Ugburg's inner city, a long line of people slithered along the wide, dusty road.

A smaller building, the guard's post stood at both sides of the road just before the large closed metal that blocked the way. Several fully armed Temple Guards checked and questioned every single person that wanted to gain entrance. 

They were waiting to gain the approval of the guards stationed in front of the gates, and gain entry. The group waiting for entry was rather large, and while you could see all kinds of faces, they were probably all from the same social class. From the extravagant silk pants to the crude, plain and simple rags, you could see all kinds of people lining up.