The Last Primal Chapter 131
Advertisement
After the brutal demise of their leader, and the loss of their empowered state, the rest of the humanoid creatures lost their will to prolong the fight and turned tail to run for their lives.
Unfortunately for them, this was a fruitless endeavor, as neither Sam nor Biggy was willing to let the prey go. Their master, Lily also continued to fire arrow after arrow, ending lives one after the other. In a manner of seconds, the entire group of the small humanoid creatures was lying on the ground, dyeing the emerald sward with their dark green viscous, thick fluids.
With their work done, the two black hounds leisurely walked back to their master's side, sitting down on the ground. They were looking ahead panting happily completely ignorant of the carnage all around them. As for Lily, she immediately rushed towards Aiden, with her bow still in her hand.
Arriving next to him, she hurriedly knelt down on the floor. Looking at his grinning face, she grabbed her right shoulder and gave a good strong shake.
"Brother, are you okay? What's going on?"
While keeping his eyes closed and the satisfied grin still plastered on his face, Aiden slowly shook his head. He spoke between breaths.
"Nothing… I'm… going to change… Don't worry… I am going… to be okay..."
Having said that, Aiden turned his head towards the sky. Although his eyes are still closed, still, as if he could still see, his face had a gentle, calm expression. The satisfied smile changed, the nasty curve became gentler, gradually turning into a calm and serene happiness.
Lily sat down on the floor, not moving from his brother's side even an inch. Her two guardians sat right next to her, snuggling next to her, yowling for her gentle caress and attention.
"Oh, you two… Come here, let's wait for brother together.!" Lily smiled at their shenanigans, pulling their heads into her embrace. Their heartfelt moments became a bright contrast to the cruel scenery around and behind them.
Meanwhile, Aiden wasn't sleeping, despite what others could have thought of seeing his expression. At first, he just wanted to enjoy this addicting feeling of the surge of power. He also received a string of new System Notifications but before he could take his time to open them up and read them, images started flickering inside his mind, clouding his visions with scenes of the past.
Advertisement
Just like with the Guard and the Warden he 'absorbed' last night, Aiden saw the life of the humanoid creature playing for him. The creature, who was called 'Zart', was part of a species commonly referred to as 'Goblins'.
All across Eora, the goblins were ugly, evil creatures that were hated by most other civilized races. Just like other goblinoids, they had a short and nasty temper. Due to their incredible breeding rate, individual lives were not valued amongst their species. Their leaders usually came to power through betrayals or coups. Sometimes, just like with the now-deceased Zart, they were born under lucky stars, became mystics, or shamans, leading their folk through their ritualistic zeal.
Zart was such a goblin. He was special from the moment he was born. As the first-born son of his father, who was the previous leader of the tribe, he was destined for greatness. During his early years, he ventured into a cavern with his group and found the dead body of a human male. He was wearing ugly and useless dark brown cloth robes. In his hands however, he had the gnarled wooden stick that had a shiny red gemstone at the top.
As he wrestled the stick from the dead man and came in contact with the gem, he heard a deep, unnatural voice call out to him inside his head. Zart didn't know first what or who this person was, but it promised great power to him if he would pledge himself to his servitude. To show his power, the voice taught him how to evoke the spell inside the magic wand, urging him to try it out on his companions who were still nearby.
Tempted by the thought of power, Zart made his way out of the cave. Seeing as how the rest of the team were just a few meters away still fighting over the remains of a deer, he grabbed his stick with both hands, and just as the voice taught him, raised it above his head. Focusing on the gemstone at the top, he repeated the seemingly jumbled mess of words. First, he was quite skeptical about how these meaningless phrases could do anything, but after just the first few lines he chanted, his eyes caught the weak flickering light deep inside the gemstone.
Continuing the chanting now with more faith behind his spoken words, he could see as the small flickering light grew bigger and bigger until the red gemstone could no longer contain it. Dark red thick smoke escaped from its crystal surface and as if it had a mind of its own, oozed towards him, shrouding his figure, leaving only a blurred visage.
Advertisement
Noticing the pulsating strange light, the team approached Zart, looking at his new treasure with greedy eyes. As if coming to a tacit understanding, they all pulled out their weapons, and with a loud cry lounged themselves at him. As they got close, using their crude, primitive weaponry, they sliced, mauled, and bludgeoned, already thinking about how to distribute the new shiny spoils.
However, the expected result never came. While their attacks did connect, they felt as if hit a sturdy wall, and not a living being. They all took a step back, nervously grabbing their weapons, looking at the blurred figure in front of them with puzzled expressions. They took on a defensive posture, readying themselves for a potential counterattack.
The figure that was revealed when the remainder of the smoke dissipated into the air, scared them stiff. The goblin in front of them was no longer the same. No, it was much taller than them with big bulging veiny muscles. He had bloodshot, scary eyes and a cruel, ominous expression on his face.
Before they could have made a decision between fight or flight, Zart was already in front of them with both of his fists raised into the air. With great power, he slammed them down, crushing the heads of the two closest goblins to bits and pieces. After that, the rest of the battle was cut short, as with two side swings, the remaining two were swiped to the sides with crushed ribs.
Seeing how he murdered a group of four with such ease, Zart's face contorted into a cruel grin. This was the power he was craving for. This was what he needed. He laughed maniacally at the sight and was already planning his next steps.
The image blurred and faded, only to be replaced by new ones in front of Aiden. He could see how he schemed against his father and eventually killed him. How he destroyed the rest of the elders and competition that vied for his position. He could see how with his and the demonic voice's guidance, his small and insignificant tribe grew, only to eventually become part of a larger horde, consisting of hundreds of similar tribes of goblins under the rule of the much stronger creatures.
At this point, it seemed that something was blocking the rest of his memories to play out, something powerful. Although Aiden could tell that Zart had memories of these creatures, he couldn't get these images to play out.
As the images faded, and Aiden now understood more about these goblins that lived at the foot of the nearby hills and deep in the forest as well, he switched his attention to the System Messages still blinking at the corner of his vision.
As the notifications unwrapped themselves, Aiden could only smile. Once again, he gained something unexpected.
[New Life Essence found! New Form - Goblin created!
Memories processed, System updated!]
Unexpectedly, Aiden gained enough essence from this goblin leader that allowed the system to open the path for this species to be used as a new form. Deciding to give it a go, Aiden suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, startling Lily with the sudden movement.
"Lily, uhm…" He wasn't sure how to tell her this. Although he told most of the secrets about himself already, among the years they spent inside that hellish dimension, he never gained a new form. This did not happen for many years.
Taking a breath, he made up his mind. Looking at his sister, Aiden had a serious expression.
"Lily, remember when you first found me? Back many years ago?"
Thinking for only a moment, Lily nodded. Seeing that, Aiden continued.
"I will once again go back to that cocoon, or egg if you prefer that, and will change myself to take on the form of one of these creatures. Don't be afraid, you have already seen me change before and also during combat. This is the same, it's just… Slower as this will be my first time trying this out."
Seeing the look in her eyes, Aiden could only sigh. She clearly did not understand what he was talking about.
Advertisement
- In Serial17 Chapters
Binary Blood
So a sad day begins when you wake up to find out you’ve been kidnapped, stashed with a bunch of strangers in a strange place, and you’re riding on a steam train headed God knows where. An awesome day begins when you kill the crap out of a zombie, survive a train crash, outrun a hungry horde and wake up the next day with super powers. A freaky day begins when you die without dying and a tank of talking fluid tells you you’re being recruited as a representative of humanity to decide if they’ll fight in a galactic war or get left in the dust. I love my life.
8 148 - In Serial11 Chapters
Strongest Immortal Ninja with a Naruto System
Watch Fang Li, reincarnated into another world as an orphan with weak cultivation talent who shares the same name as him, he is granted a heaven defying system that can give him abilities and tools from the naruto universe. I don't own anything from the naruto franchise
8 171 - In Serial23 Chapters
The Slightly Late Show (Comedy, Late Night Talk Show Progression Fantasy)
Updates 5 days a week. Monday through Friday. A kobold learns about the art of late night television and the world is never the same. Clckja’djzx was your average kobold - cowardly, loyal to his abusive dragon master, a lifelong union member, etc. That all changed when he found a Zune, filled with episodes of The Very Late Show. Now, Clckja’djzx will stop at nothing to meet his idol - TV host, comedian, and interviewer extraordinaire, Guy Blanco. Clckja’djzx, newly christened Zune, soon finds that the wider world is far more treacherous than the warrens of his youth. Denounced by the dragon he formerly served, hunted by a vengeful gunslinger from Earth, and in a dire search for better ratings, Zune has his work cut out for him. But not even the fated apocalypse, the gods trying to stop it, or a lack of electricity can get in the way of an enthusiastic kobold’s mission to share the beauty of the late night television with the citizens of Absurdia. Or can they? Find out on this episode of The Slightly Late Show, with your host, Zune!
8 284 - In Serial6 Chapters
G.O.D.S - Great Overlords Dominating Stuff
In the beginning there was... Fuck that, I am MOUSE. I am Above GODS, think something like the One Above All from the MARVEL universe. I was bored so I created this universe and since I have a life and I don't have the time to govern the whole of existence, I created Gods. They will govern in my place and for the most part I will be just an observer.*EVIL LAUGH* Heh, like I'll ever be satisfied with just watching. I'll be playing around with the world if I ever feel that it's getting too boring.Now Let The Games Begin~!>>Um. I really don't have any plans for this thing. IT'S MY FIRST FF/STORY. I'm just going to be writing short stories. There might be some awesome plot underway but that will only be after I'm confident enough to write it.
8 170 - In Serial13 Chapters
Bastard's Wrath
The Wyvern reared its humongous head, serpent neck coiling back, onyx scales of opulence shimmering in the dimness of the cloud smothered sky. It spoke, eye's ashen, like the surface of a star, "What is it you desire, boy?" The word's rolled from it's pointed maw, tongue flicking, it's deep and ferocious voice sending the ground below rumbling. Damien looked up, hair sodden with rain, his face battered beyond recognition, his lips curled into a snarl. He had gone past the point of being frightened; he was tired of his weakness. He spoke, voice wavering, mist floating from his mouth in the coldness: "I want them dead. I want everyone who stabbed me in the back; dead." The Wyvern smiled, rows of teeth exposed, "Then sacrifice it. Sacrifice your humanity." - The story of a bastard within a crippled family,who beyond all odds becomes known as the Greatest Swordsman to live: the one that, even the Gods, would someday fear.
8 78 - In Serial9 Chapters
Skz smut
Idk
8 106

