Shaele

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.

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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.

The Last Primal

An hour later a clean and refreshed Number 3 walked back to her comfy chair in front of the fireplace and plopped down into it with an audible sigh.

Granny was looking at her with a smile on her face. Refilling both of their cups, she pushed a teacup in front of her.

"Drink up and rest for a bit, we will begin in the afternoon. It's going to be quite taxing you know." she said after a few silent sips.

Nodding her head, Number 3 took a sip from her cup before she answered.

"Yes, I know. Although I have never seen the ritual, I've read about it in the ancient texts. The Grandmaster has quite the extensive library you know."

Sipping once again, she contently sighed and continued.

"Still, the fact that you are just like him… It's hard to wrap my head around this fact. Between him, The Reaper, and you, who is the strongest?"

"Don't be silly, I am just an old granny, nothing more!" Granny nonchalantly answered between 2 sips.

Chapter 91 - The Ritual