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

The captain and his small company hurriedly donned their armors and grabbed their swords and were already running through the dark hallway towards the source of the sound they heard previously when a second howl reached their ears.

The 4 guards shivered when they heard the terrifying animalistic shout. It felt like it came from some sort of wolf or similar creature. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't be an issue for a group of seasoned mercenaries such as them, but the meaning behind this one meant that it already crossed the first hurdle, the two guards stationed at the doorway.

This meant that whatever creature or creatures the two met, managed to defeat them.

"C-captain…" One of them, as the realization that they might just be rushing headstrong into the unknown that could spell their demise, spoke with a shivering tone. "...Shouldn't we ask for b-backup from the other groups?"

Chapter 109 - Gruesome Fates