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

As the second, and final storm was quelled, the bright blinding light engulfing not just the core, but Aiden as well signaled the completion of the new seed, the new form that was now added to the boy's growing repertoire.

Yet, he couldn't celebrate just yet, as just as he expected, the system immediately came with a new message, informing him of this already known fact. He did not waste any time with overanalyzing as he usually did, but instead focused on accepting the offered option to activate the usage of his [Shapeshifting] innate together with his Primal racial traits and hastily begin the first transformation to the new race that the system referred to as [Draconic Skinks - Clean - Tier 1+].

Surprisingly, the stripes weren't the only unique factor to these baseline little reptiles, but there was something else, a closer relation to the mythical dragons of the tales of old. They had the blood of true dragons flowing inside their veins.

Chapter 544 - A new form