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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 847 - Saving grace...?

Aiden hunched over with his eyes tightly shut. He was in immeasurable pain as his throat let out a hoarse cry.

The true fire burned furiously and his body convulsed. Even his flesh sizzled with crackling sounds as his flesh was burnt black in a terrifying sight.

In the fire, Aiden's face was faintly visible and he was in such deep pain that his features were contorted to an unrecognizable degree.

Holy Maiden Sylvie Deva's heart ached when she saw the state he was in and her eyes misted.

"Cough!"

Her internal injuries acted up and she coughed out another two mouthfuls of black blood; there were even pieces of her ruptured organs and it looked terrifying.

"To think that I would still end up dying here!"

Sylvie Deva's eyes dimmed and she sounded wistful.