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

After listening to the Captain's explanation, Aiden turned towards Clynt once more. Focusing his gaze, he looked deeply at the man standing just a dozen or so steps away from him, looking so determined, so adamant to prove something.

Matching the man's slit-like eyes, seeing the determination shining in them, Aiden -though he felt like he still had many questions still-, decided to not waste time questioning the man's resolve. It would be nothing short of disrespectful to the faith, to the beliefs they all had.

Also, he could feel no malicious intent from Clynt, no negative or harmful auras were surrounding him. Whatever his goal was, it wasn't spewed out of hate or anything harmful.

Chapter 507 - Doh’vahl (Part 2)