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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 716 - There's no such thing as free lunch

Though noticing the sudden blockade, the charging brute didn't put too much attention on the scrawny vagrant-looking figure that somehow found his way atop the stage and did not slow down his charge.

This was ultimately a grave mistake, as if he were even used a sliver of clarity and tried to process the sudden enigma he would have realized the several peculiarities of the strange situation.

For one, and probably most importantly: How did this seemingly unassuming, worthless scrawny vagrant find his way up the stage without anyone stopping him? How did he even get into the city, pass by the gates, and never stopped or pushed down by any of the guards or nobles?

And most importantly, the simple, calm attitude, the friendly, charming smile that… seemed to shine under the luster of his GLOWING GOLDEN EYES!