The Last Primal

"Young Master and Young Misses, the breakfast will be ready in an hour, if you could please attend by then, it would be much appreciated." An aged, respectful voice came from the other side of the door. Once he said what he needed, he turned around and promptly left for the other rooms in the hallway.

It was the butler, Sebas, surprising everyone inside by his keen senses. Though the rooms weren't warded, or even soundproofed for that matter, it was still quite surprising to see the mysterious elder's skills first hand.

Aiden looked in his direction for a while, as a small appreciative smile emerged on his expression. 

'This old man is anything but simple…' He muttered inwardly. Once again, he couldn't sense, couldn't feel any power coming from that elderly servant, he was like a regular mortal. Yet, his demeanor, the way he carried himself, his confidence, and most importantly, his clearly battle-honed senses were telling a completely different tale.

Usually, when a power of such stature would appear, Aiden could at least sense the denseness of his aura, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. In the case of a monster, the rhythmic pulsing of their Energy Core betrayed them. However, in the case of humans, it was even easier. Being devoid of a central 'engine', their energy freely flowed inside their bodies. Like a halo, a venous, circulatory system for the spiritual energies rather than their liquid vitality, their blood, it covered their entire bodies. To Aiden and his system, it was like an X-Ray vision, no human could hide before his scanning gaze.

Yet, time and time again, he was shocked to see the many exclusions from these simple rules. Like that mysterious thin shadowy silhouette, this elderly man as well was a complete mystery for him. 

The only estimation Aiden could make was that he was probably somewhere below the Mistress, but that was only an assumption based on the fact how reverential, devoted he seemed to be toward the Lady of the Manor, and could very well be completely, utterly wrong.

As the butler knocked on the next door, Aiden's attention returned to the two much-better-looking girls in the room. After spending some time consoling her troubled heart, Lily's mood returned to her normal cheery, giggly self. 

As the noise began to quieten down at the hallway outside, Lily sprung up to her feet. She grabbed Galina's hands, whom she already considered as her sister no matter what the other would have thought, and began to tug her towards the door.

"Brother, we'll be going back to our room, to fix up ourselves! Go wash up, and prepare! Remember, today is the first day of the War Games! Sara said that before the launch, we would also need to meet with the rest of the team, we would be forced to spend the next 30 days together!" She exclaimed as she tugged a stunned and shocked Galina out of the room.

As they left, Lily turned around, revealed her usual delighted, cheery, wide smile, and waved her hand before closing the door.

"We'll meet downstairs!" She shouted at him as they left, leaving Aiden to himself once more. 

Looking at the door for a while longer, Aiden could only smile at her sister's shenanigans and shake his head.

'[That girl is carrying much more weight in her heart than what she gets credit for. All the emotional trauma she went through is still keeping her down, to this day.]' Enya's voice suddenly resounded in his mind as they were once again, alone.

'[Though the friends she had made are definitely helping her to recover, she can't bear losing another one that is close to her heart. The elderly woman, your Master, you or your servant that she now treats as the sister she never had… If harm would come to any of them… or to you, I'm not sure how she would react…]' She continued, her voice turning somber by the minute.

'I know….' Aiden sighed revealing a bitter, sorrowful expression, as he kept glancing at the door. 'I don't know what I can do, besides doing what I am already doing. I don't want to forcefully bind her to me as I did with Number 3…' 

'[You don't need to turn her into a minion to protect her Aiden. Haven is your realm, once she is there she would be protect-]'  action

Before she could finish, Aiden raised his hand and spoke up.

'No. I can't bring her over yet. Not until we have a way to help her overcome her limitations. We first need to understand what exactly happened to Master. What is she even? Even the system couldn't tell… can you?'

There was no response from her, Enya remained silent instead, even her presence seemed to vanish as she silently descended back to the depths of his Soul Space, continuing her quest to regain some semblance of her old power and form…

Finally left alone, both on the outside and inside, Aiden heaved a sigh. Leaving the bed, he walked over to the windowsill and looked out. Though the outside wasn't anything spectacular, as the Mansion being shrouded via magic and being at the heart of the Slums, the most notorious district of the city; Aiden didn't mind. 

He didn't need to actually look at anything, he was merely gazing, as his mind wandered on the many tasks that were laid out in front of him.

For one, he was still a bit short in his System-assigned personal quest, his path towards understanding his divinity was still quite a way to go before this stage would be marked completed. 

On the other hand, he had this War Games, where he was forced to contend with members of the other factions, playing to the whims of their masters like pieces on a giant 4-way chessboard…

On top of that, the looming threat of the giant Empire to the West also threatened their very existence, and more than likely he himself would be forced to take action if he wanted to guard the peace and quiet he so desperately longed for.

Still, that wasn't even that he was most wary of. The hidden dangers, the shadows lurking behind the scenes, playing with the lives of many like grand puppeteers… The entity that slowly but surely twisted the minds and hearts of the people, they were the real problem Aiden was certain he would be forced to face sooner rather than later.

Even still, once all of these were settled, Aiden still needed to venture out and visit the Shrines left behind in secretive places by his forefathers… He needed to reclaim the inheritance of his people, the Primals, and understand the events of ages past.

Learn the motives of the Great Purge, the reason the so-called Gods of this world joined together to remove one single race not just from the face of Eora but to go as far as to purge even their names from the pages of history. 

What was so vile, so dangerous, so shocking about his parents, and their people that had to face such a threat?! 

Even better, who was he that had to be saved, even at the cost of his own mother's life?

Just who was he?

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