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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 963 - The strange monk

"Hmm?"

The voice interrupted Aiden's thoughts.

Someone was truly alive at the depths of the Dragon Burial Valley!

Aiden pushed the wooden door open and walked out to see a young figure in robes assuming a meditative position on a praying mat. The young figure, that looked like a monk had his palms placed together before his chest as he chanted softly.

Aiden was momentarily stunned.

He thought that anyone who lived at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley would definitely be an incredible person. However, he had not expected it to be such a young monk.

The young monk before him should only be at the early stages of the Martial Master realm at most.

Although Aiden's cultivation was gone, his eyes were still sharp.

Sensing something, the little monk stopped chanting and turned around.

His eyes were clear as water, as though they contained pure sincerity!