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

Raising his right arm, he pointed at the gemstone tip of the gnarled magic wand towards the tattooed creature.

"This?" Aiden asked using the Common tongue with a questioning gaze.

Seeing as how the Sacred Relic is raised and pointed towards him, the creature jumped to a fighting stance and raised both of his arms. His fists flailing in the air in front of him, he shouted a singular word that Aiden couldn't understand. In the next moment, the wild boar tattoo and its surroundings lit up, giving off a dark red hue.

The muscles in his arms visibly contorted, his veins bulged out, working overtime to pump the excess amount of blood. The joints in his fingers cracked as he prepared for the upcoming battle.

Donning a stern expression on his face, he slowly uttered the question.

"You… Want… fight? You… Come… to Kill?!"

Chapter 136 - The New Chieftain