The Last Primal Chapter 405
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Before Aiden could step into the portal, and be whisked away from this plane, the trio of servants behind him called out for him, almost simultaneously.
"[Orc] Young Master! When will you come back?"
"[Goblin] Young Master! Will you visit us again?"
With one leg already in the portal, Aiden stopped for a moment. Without turning his head around, he nodded to their question, giving only a curt response, before he stepped over the gate and his figure vanished from this hidden plane.
In the next instant, as the trio broke out from their stun, the portal closed after their master, leaving nothing but a residue of sparkling essences behind. Even those faded out an instant later, returning the world to its serene tranquility.
Still, there was a change from before. Each of the servants could feel their own connection to the Young Master, the silence and feeling of emptiness was no longer there.
They looked at the place where he left for a while longer with reverent gazes before they finally snapped out of their self-induced trances and the stern, commanding outlook once again dominated their expressions. With paced, steady steps they turned towards the village of Gupta. Their mindset shifting, each of them returned to their own roles, first focusing on calming down the masses and spreading the glory of their Master.
After all, he was the one true God of this plane, the ultimate existence that each and every one of them should be thankful for!
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Deep orange and golden pillars of light peaked through the window frame, providing the only source of illumination in the small wooden room.
Suddenly, at the center of the room, as if breaking the previously dominant silence, space seemingly teared up, as an eerie-looking crack began to spread, swiftly interacting with the surrounding particles. The air began to buzz with visible excitement, as the tear rapidly spread and transformed into an arched doorway.
Haven's Gate, the name of the system's portal, appeared in the middle of Aiden's rented room. The clear viscous fluid-natured energy that spread from around suddenly rippled, as a left foot, followed by the ankle shot out from its mysterious depths.
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A moment later the figure of Aiden, still with his drenched, wet clothes appeared in the room once again.
"Argh… I need to wash up and change…" He muttered with discontent, feeling uncomfortable bathed in his own sweat and tears. The strain he felt as that strange but vaguely familiar light engulfed him, was nothing short of brutal. He could feel each of his individual muscle mass contorting and stretching to its maximum capacity under the unbearable pressure, his body working in absolute overdrive just to try to contain this supposedly godly… no, this DIVINE energy.
Albeit vastly unprepared for it, ultimately, in the end, he was successful in withstanding it, containing it inside, and managed to complete the request the residents of Gupta wished to resolve.
Now, he could finally sigh in relief. What he did was nothing short of incredible. He did what normally would be impossible, and changed the landscape itself! As if it was simply a game from his days from the 'Modern World', he felt like he played a game, raising mountains, and creating a pond.
The memory caused a small smirk to spread over his lips, he chuckled at his own silly thoughts.
However, before he had the chance to even process everything and settle down, the familiar bell-like sound of the system suddenly rang in his mind. Shortly after a notification window came up, not just reminding him that he had yet to check the last of the 4 Main Tabs in the interface, but also that the system was most likely not just a lifeless tool but something… more.
*Ding!*
[Optional Quest Completed: The Young Lord of Haven: Woes of the Eternal Summer!]
Seeing the title, Aiden almost burst out in laughter. The title of this previously unknown quest was way too weird. Definitely not something that a machine would spit out normally.
Taking a sigh to calm himself, Aiden opened the message and read its contents.
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[Difficulty: E
Objective: -Alter the landscape while at the same time, get familiar with the basic features of the World Management feature. (1/1 - Completed!)
Grade: E
Reward: Increased Loyalty with the residents of Haven, increased Faith Gain, +1% Progress with [Primal Heritage: ????? (Current Progress: Level 1 - 2%)]
Reading through the details of this suddenly popped-up quest, Aiden was bewildered. The rewards, except the 1% extra progress with the new, mysterious innate skill, all the other rewards were vague. What did 'increased loyalty' meant? Or, the increased Faith Gain? By how much? 20%-30% boost? More? Maybe less?
He didn't know, nor could he find any way to get more detail. Well… he could ask Enya, but she would either not be able to respond, as it seemed to be a trend recently, or she simply may just not know anything. The quests were never managed by her, some other force or power was responsible for each and every one of them.
Still, truth be told, Aiden couldn't be too distraught, after all, this was a freebie. He did nothing special in particular, one of the main reasons he even went to that place was to check out the newly acquired features of the System.
Shaking his head, he dismissed the screens, and took off his sweat-drenched linen shirt, throwing it beside the washroom door along with his pants. As they slushed over the corner, a deep frown, together with a show of disgust appeared on his face, as he walked over towards the washroom door and entered it.
As his buck naked figure entered the room and the door closed behind him, a couple of moments later the sound of water flowing could be heard, dimming all the noise from the outside.
As he enjoyed cleaning himself behind the closed doors and was engaged in the feeling of gradual cleanliness, he also relaxed for the first time in a while.
His mind finally calmed down, all the worry of the future was not weighing him down. Amidst his blissful sighs, however, unfortunately, Aiden forgot to spread his senses and did not pay attention to the two innocent little girls who just arrived in front of his door…
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Just outside Aiden's door, two youthful maidens, wearing new-looking sunny, bright-colored dresses, just arrived in front of a particular youngster's door.
One, with matte, silky ebon-black shoulder-length hair and a fair, supple white skin was giggling over the words of her newly made friend, a golden-blonde, long-haired girl.
Their feminine shapes are similar, from behind one could even mistake the two as sisters even. Their shapely behinds gently shook under the flowery dresses they both decided to bravely wear, mostly to surprise the unsuspecting boy.
"Miss Lily…" The black-haired girl fidgeted nervously, Galina asked with a slight blush coloring her cheeks. "Are you sure that the Young Master wouldn't mind our attires? It feels improper for someone like me…"
"Galina, I told you not to refer to me as Miss! Just call me Lily or Big Sis! As for Aiden, I'm sure that he has also told you to not call him Young Master!" The golden-haired maiden, Lily, berated her newest friend before her expression transformed into a cheeky, mischievous grin. "Don't worry, I'm sure he would be surprised to see our dresses! Don't worry, we will keep our cloaks on once we go down, but for now, let's go and surprise brother!"
With that, she unhesitantly pushed down on the doorknob, and threw it open, just the very same moment when Aiden walked out of his bathroom.
Still wet with the bathwater.
Completely naked.
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