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

"[Reptilian] Since when did you become so strong, Papa?" Her gaze was deep, Aiden felt as if it penetrated deep into his soul. "Just… Who exactly are you, Papa?!"

Aiden was honestly scared, worried as he tried to withstand the girl's pressuring, scrutinizing gaze. He gulped and cleared his throat before he managed to gather himself enough to respond.

"[Reptilian] W-w-what do you mean, h-honey?" He stutteringly asked, flashing a nervous-looking smile on her Draconian Skink, scaled face. "I am who I am, nothing more nothing less. What is the problem, dear?"

In response, the girl simply pointed in the direction where the stone slab should be resting behind the wall.

"[Reptilian] The stone, Papa, the stone!" She exclaimed, with a slight annoyance in her voice. "You moved the stone by yourself! How did you do that?!"

"[Reptilian] What do you mean, honey? What is the problem with me opening the way, I don't g-"

Chapter 563 - Short idyllic peace