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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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

"You three! Step out for inspection!"

The group of guards that just a moment ago was harassing a merchant with the very same lie, was now pointing at the trio of cloaked figures standing by and minding their business.

From the three, only the middle one turned to look at them, reacting to the captain's yelling. He wore a slick black mask over her face, with only her bright golden eyes were shining through the shadows of his hood. He didn't speak but simply waved dismissively at them before turning back to the line.

His actions weren't haughty, or arrogant, although it might have come like that to some. He didn't snort, nor did he show any emotion whatsoever.

Still, this blatant show of disrespect immediately irked the captain. He was used to being bossy, this place, the western gate was HIS playground. He was the law and order in here, nobody could question his decisions.

Chapter 327 - “Let’s play, shall we?”