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

A gentle smile appeared on Aiden's tired face as he listened to his servant's reassuring words. He was glad that they didn't hate him for how the events had turned out. He was truly grateful.

"[Goblin] I...  I will prom-" Struggling to phrase a sentence he wanted to renew his promise to them, but was quickly silenced, as a set of pained groans reached their ears, coming from the side.

The so-far unconscious baggage they carried through the mysterious tower has finally woke up. With great difficulty the silver-haired prince pushed himself up from the ground, and sat down next to Aiden, leaning against the wall.

He grabbed his temple, rubbing it whilst he was deep in his own muffled grunts and growls, ignoring the audience completely.

"W-what happened…" He grunted after a while, his eyes still closed, as he kept massaging his own temples. "My head… hurts…"

Chapter 294 - Descending towards the Grotto