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

Facing such a tight situation, the amazonian woman's excited, almost crazed grin on her face didn't falter. Instead, it became even crazier, wider, more heated.

"THIS IS IT! YES!" She yelled out with excitement, as she jumped slightly to the left and back, creating some distance between the swinging weapon to her right and at the same time, evading the incoming mid-flight body whilst she swung her axe towards the flying orc with all her might and momentum.

Her response was just as fast if not faster than the orc's sudden shift in tactic. Although both orcs were battle-hardened, they couldn't properly react to the unexpectedly agile evasion of the tall and robust human. The flying orc's only instinctual response was to quickly put his arms in front of his chest creating a protective barrier using his own forearms.

Chapter 207 - Fighting Spirit