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 golden electrical jolt surged through the small bipedal reptilian figure's thin and wrinkly frame, causing Thuk's muscles to spasm for a while. His small figure trembled and shook uncontrollably for a few seconds, as the golden bolts of lightning traversed inside and even outside on him.

As the seconds passed, the coursing energy only increased in volume instead of calming down, the brewing storm inside his lackluster core overloaded, causing its thin crystal walls to no longer be able to withhold all of it.

His dark, green, wrinkled skin slowly began to glow, radiating the underlying massive torrent of the golden sea, before, in a few more seconds, his entire small frame was surrounded by a thin film of energy.

The layer of protective energy took the shape of an egg, roughly the size of the elder's height. The cocoon continued to rhythmically thump and send out a wave of its overloading energy.

Chapter 415 - Leap of Faith (Part 2)