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

Inside the small gold-covered lit room two figures were plopped down on the floor, heaving heavily. Around them, the traces of a battle of grand proportions could be seen. Several smaller heaps of rubble piling up and forming small miniature hills. Around them, cracked floor tiles, craters of all depths and sizes.

In the end, just from the clues, it was unclear who won their clash. Both figures were mostly unharmed, and whilst the Guardian's armor's shattered pieces were laid across the room spread out randomly, his body was merely glistening with beads of sweat, similar to Aiden.

"I have to admit…" The guardian spoke between breaths. "...I have not expected that we would be so evenly matched."

"Heh, it was a first to me too…" The boy responded with a much calmer look and a satisfied smile stretched across his face. "This was quite satisfying…. Old man."

Chapter 312 - Rygintarth