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

Turning around, Aiden faced the blocked pathway once more. The light in his eyes flaring up, he began to focus his attention on the faintly appearing runic symbols, seemingly imprinted in the air, floating just slightly in front of the blockade motionlessly.

Although, he hadn't made an attempt to memorize all the symbols he saw so far whenever he was blocked from 'seeing', he did feel some familiarity with how the rune curved in the air.

Stepping closer, he slowly raised his right hand and reached for the symbol in front. However, there was absolutely no resistance, his fingers passed through with ease, reaching the surface of the gnarled hugging twigs behind it.

The whole motion was slow and careful, the girls watched with a mixture of shock and surprise as the expected reaction, the resistance from the invisible wall of energy did not occur and Aiden's hand easily slipped through the air, crossing the twigs behind it.

Chapter 217 - Confessing the ‘Truth’