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

By the time Aiden's group made their way through the crowd and entered the arena, there were only quite a few people taking up spots in the upstairs balcony. Excited chatter and whispers, bets were taking place as everyone looked forward to the Tale of Revenge, the fierce might of the Roaring Lion, Sir Arthur Sonovan.

The man in question, however, as if oblivious to the crowd's words, was standing at the center, instantly revealing a warm-looking smile as the small group finally made its appearance.

His turquoise gaze scanned the group, ultimately resting on the golden-eyed, long black-haired boy at the center. Strangely, there was nothing but warmness coming from his look, Aiden could not find anything amiss. His presence radiated a positive feel, he looked like a gentle, kind grandpa and not a general, a commander of countless people, nor the arrogant leader of one of the strongest noble families in the kingdom.

Chapter 378 - The Patriarch (Part 3)