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

"What the… What happened here?!" The voice of a masculine dark-green-skinned tall creature, covered in ritualistic tattoos from head to toe resounded from the doorway. He was shocked to see the state of the room they just stepped into. It was vastly different from what they were expecting.

Next to him on both sides, two similar-looking creatures albeit much younger weren't looking any better. The boy and the girl couldn't believe the carnage that was laid out in front of them.

The floor was covered in a sea of blood, gore, and organs formed small islands on the floor. Various, barely recognizable parts of beings that most likely have been the so-called leaders of the tribes could be seen. The splintered remains of various wooden furniture formed a small hump at the center.

The room and its residents were completely destroyed, the leaders of the tribes, the 13 leaders of the Horde were brutally murdered.

Chapter 284 - Somber stand-off