The Last Primal

In the dark now empty room, where just a couple hours ago the large stone table stood as its centerpiece a group of five figures were laying on the ground on some simple course linen sheets. At the middle, acting as the center star of this small huddle laid a young male Draconic Skink.

Devoid of any clothes, the young male was like a perfect sculpture, a perfected envisioning of the male species. Lean toned muscles hiding underneath the strong, healthy golden-orange scales that covered up most of his body. His arms spread out, two similarly naked fair maidens laid in his embrace on both sides.action

After coming to an agreement with the old lady, Elder Arstath, Aiden, and his group of fair maidens returned to the room. Before the elder could even say a word, she was left stupefied when suddenly the young master flicked his right hand and in its path suddenly the large, humongous one piece stone round table vanished from reality.

It took them half an hour as well as Aiden making the table appear and vanish a couple more times before the startled old lady finally calmed down and understood that this was one of the abilities of the Young Master.

This however just made her as well as her husband, Elder Garsthan to be even more shocked and later on awed by the mysterious young lord. Whilst they had known some of his power when they met due to the whims of fate in the outer sectors, they were still caught off guard realizing how vast this young man's strength was.

Just how unfathomable he truly was?

In the end, eventually the elderly husband and wife duo alighted from the room, but not before making sure that the group of youngsters promised to enjoy a breakfast together with them before leaving.

Laying on the ground, and looking at the stone ceiling, Aiden was deep in thought, discussing the day's events and his future plans with the one person that had helped him all throughout his life, Enya.

'[Are you sure about this Aiden? You have to remember that now that you have Haven, you have a responsibility to that world. You have to keep it safe and at peace. Bringing people with questionable quality may bring harm to those that you have already promised to keep safe.]' Enya's worried-sounding words resounded in Aiden's mind.

Hearing her harsh reminder, Aiden creased his brows as he sighed heavily.

'I know that. However, we can have Roas, Gob, Glohn, or even Tuk on the other side staying for a while now. How much time had passed? Soon a month since we departed to this world, and that would be at least double in there. Since then they have trained and trained whilst being nourished by the world itself. Even though they could not have evolved without being nourished by the system and more Primal Essence, they should be more than capable enough to handle a couple of rowdy skinks. Especially Tuk, they would probably look at this unique breed of skinks as their own and would bring them over their care.'

Thinking about the small skink minion of his, Aiden flashed a smile and chuckled lightly.

'I am fairly sure that there should be no problems with these creatures joining us.'

'[That is true, Aiden. However it's not the majority of this race that I am warning you about, but the fact that you intend to bring over even the members of the church. Those creatures that were influenced to such a degree by this world's Guardian and were tainted with its corrupting power would forever pose a risk to the rest. Are you certain that this is the right course of action? Is this really the path you wish to take?]' Enya asked out once more, her voice carrying even more emotion, sounding more worried than before. Her concern was clear to see even for someone as emotionally oblivious as Aiden.

'I think they are not beyond saving. Though so far we have only succeeded once, I believe we could save most of them. Maybe not all, but hopefully a good portion of them.'

Taking a moment, Aiden cast his gaze to the left, looking and smiling at the sleeping beauty, Madam Dara laying languidly in his arms. Her legs and arms were cast over the left half of his body, claiming as one of his own.

Turning his head to the right, he saw a similar scene, with Vyndridolth, his only not system subordinated teammate sleeping in a similar, fully nude fashion and had claimed most of Aiden's right half as her own. At the same time, she was having a silent battle for dominance with the conqueror coming from the other side making Aiden cast a wry smile and instead shift his attention once more back on his thoughts.

'They have already lost too much. These small creatures deserve a better fate than being used as fuel for an old dragon's substance. I want them to finally put this whole cruel debacle behind them and have a chance to prosper in peace, without a cruel, evil mastermind looming over them.'

'And before you say… I know that I would in some manner would be just replacing this so-called 'Ancient One'. Yet, unlike him, I would not require anything of them. I merely wish for them to liv in peace.' He added amidst heaving another sigh that was slowly turning into a yawn.

'[Still, you need their piety, their faith if you wish to cultivate your divinity and break through and enter into the Divine Realms. AS such, in that way you would be the same as this mysterious Ancient One.]' Enya remarked, her tone sounding more like a sneer this time around.

In response, Aiden merely smiled, not bothering to respond any further. As he could feel the drowsiness the daily tire finally wear down his resistances, he gradually cleared his head and embarked the land of dreams for a short while once more.

Eventually, the time of night had passed and it gave way to the next morning. Even though daylight was not something that these underground world could freely experience, the shift was still noticeable.

Whatever the reason, as the next morning arrived, Aiden and his company was brought back to reality and woken up by a series of knocks coming from outside their room.

"[Reptilian] Young Master and Misses, the breakfast is ready. If you could, please come and join us." An elderly man's voice came from the hall, calling out for them.

After merely calling out once, they could hear him shift and turn around and slowly strut away towards.

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