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

Listening to Aiden's explanation, Roas nodded at him, before rising up and turning towards the prehistoric-looking creature.

His face changing, a hideous-looking smirk donned Roas's face as he tried his best to seem, look and sound friendly, brotherly.

"[Orc] Thuk, right? I am called Roas, the first of the Young Master's servants and one of the leaders of the first settlement in Haven, Gupta. Don't worry I will explain everything and show you around once we arrive on the other side. For now, please gather your brethren and get ready for travel, okay?"

He spoke quickly, waving towards the Gate, which now showed the far-away image of a spacious grassy plain with a huge hillside at its one side, and a large bed of a lake at the other. In between the two natural phenomena was the image of what looked to be a village, a small, but healthy-looking settlement.

Chapter 417 - The Newest Brother