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

As he walked to the staircase, a pleasant smell hit Aiden's senses. This heavenly greeting caused a small, contented smile to appear on his face, as he approached the stairs and slowly walked down, making sure to enjoy every second he could.

He wasn't a big gourmet, taste was not that important for him. Usually, he just picked the food that provided the biggest benefit for him. Still, now even he was tempted. He could smell a variety of roasted and grilled meat, giving him a challenge not to start drooling right then and there.

Reaching halfway down, a different scene was revealed in front of his eyes than what he saw last night. The tables were full, but instead of a jungle of mugs with different levels of liquid contained within their glass or wooden circular walls, there was a sea of plates with hot, fresh, steaming breakfast dishes.

Chapter 158 - Friends? Friends!