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

Due to the fact that they were deep below the ground, deprived of even an ounce of the nurturing daylight, Aiden had a hard time keeping track of the passage of time. On top of that, because of the system, his focus was entirely on the changes regarding his own body.

As such, he had no idea how much time could have passed that he spent deep in his own thoughts whilst meditating. The sound of a familiar, cheery little girl voice pulled him out from the prison of his own mind and thrown him back into reality.

'[Reptilian] …up, Papa!" The little girl, Tolliah's vigorous exclamation and subsequent shake put a stop to any attempts of continuing his session. His eyelids fluttering, Aiden slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the sight of the little skink girl's crescent graze and wide and clearly happy smile as she hugged his 'supposed' papa's neck, caused yet another sharp pain to tickle at the boy's heart.

Chapter 562 - Layers upon layers of lies