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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UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community:

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

The visible stalemate lasted for a while. The two main sides faced each other, neither of them making any move.

At one end, a literal whirlwind of energy, with an ancient being standing at its center. Its golden eyes were brimming with a glorious luster, its light shining brightly under the dark shadows provided by the canopy of nearby trees.

Opposite of him, a strange, mysterious creature, once humanoid, now more of a hulking abomination of grotesque masses of muscle thrown together. An oversized head that though was still trapped inside the black leather sack, was stretched to its brim, showing its similarly hideous festering blister-covered head.

Chapter 516 - Escape