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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 739 - The Raging Storm

Back on the long, empty main streets of Ugburg.

The strange rain that suddenly emerged as if answering the dreary, damp atmosphere of its residents was growing heavier and the wind gusted with even more intensity as time passed on.

In that storm, the sounds of hooves could be heard from far away, intensifying in volume and clarity!

Gradually the hooves sounded like thunder. Even the storm could not cover up the surging killing intent coming from the far end of the long street!

In the distance, the blurry silhouette of three figures appeared amidst the misty rain approaching from far afar. They were the 3 remaining archbishops after the betrayal of their fourth brethren. The one that Aiden was still 'wearing'.

The mighty, ferocious beasts that all three of them rode on let out heavy panting sounds. With bloodshot eyes, they gave off a feral aura as they glared at the street corner keenly.