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

<p>Before leaving Gom stopped at the doorway for a moment and peeked back at the elder that gave them such a weird assignment. The whole thing… go out targeting a goblin envoy specifically? Why? While it will be fun to acquire new slaves and be the first to taste them, it was still borderline taboo to assault and rob other members of the horde. If the other leaders and captains would hear of this, the repercussions would be grave. What could the old man be playing at?</p>

<p>Looking at the old man, Gom raised an eyebrow in surprise. The elder was prostrated on the ground, his back turned towards the door so quite luckily, Gom wasn't spotted as the shaman was prostrating to the seemingly clear, empty wall before him. </p>

Chapter 227 - Eyes through the void