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

Before he could have a chance to guard, a set of ominous black strikes struck down behind Murus. At the next moment, a sharp searing pain flared up, coming from his right shoulder. Gritting his teeth, he immediately rushed forward, to create some space between himself and the enraged youth.

He knew what this pain meant, he already felt the loss of his right arm, he was a veteran of the battlefields after all.

Turning around to face his opponent, he just caught the glimpse of his limb liquefying and converge into the dark-green-skinned boy's body. A hideous smirk appeared on his face, his dark red eyes giving it an even more menacing, eerie presence.

He licked his lips slowly, before speaking. His voice was much deeper than how the boy spoke previously, guttural and hoarse.

"Thanks for that. You know how it goes… Limb for a limb. You crippled the boy, and now I crippled you."

Chapter 288 - Soul Absorption and a Meeting