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 afternoon sun bathed the pebbled road in its warm light. Two dusty travelers hiding behind decrepit, tattered cloaks could be seen walking with a calm, steady pace. They were already half a day away from the city that just a day ago meant the literal hell for them.

"Where are we going, Drake?" The feminine figure asked his partner. The fiery red tinges of her beautiful, long hair could be seen peeking out under the cover of her baggy hood. Despite the hell, her life must have been, hopeful sparks shined in her eyes as she looked at the male figure to her left.

The other one turned towards the woman. Even though his face was hiding behind the shadowy cover, his voice betrayed him. The calm, love, and affection were clearly visible in his tone as he addressed the scarlet haired woman. He gently grabbed and caressed the unruly tinge of hair that refused to stay hidden as he spoke.

Chapter 138 - The Wanderer’s Respite