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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UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community:

http://discord.link/Shaele

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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

Two youths, a boy, wearing a torn black shirt and similar pants and a girl wearing a brown linen bag over her body could be seen trekking through the dimly lit eerie underground hallways.

The boy had a white faceless mask hiding her facial features, only the faint golden glow that emanated through the tiny eye sockets could betray him.

The girl looked rather comical with the large sack being used as her makeshift dress. She cut a bit off from the edges to create a belt, which she tied over her waist. She had a wooden bow placed across her back alongside with a quiver chock full of arrows.

Contrary to her usual self, she had a serious expression on her face as she walked alongside the long black-haired masked boy.

Chapter 114 - Reaching out