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

"Argh! This is just a waste of time!" A loud, annoyed-sounding cry echoed amidst the golden sandy dunes of the desert. A small, petite girl angrily kicked at the endless sand in hopes to vent some of her frustration and regain her composure.

Unfortunately, as she recalled the last couple of hours that their team have wasted under this scorching, blazing heat with nothing to show for all the effort they have wasted, she was only growing angrier by the second.

Hours, upon hours spent, their stamina, their energy constantly drained just trying to withstand the horrid temperature. Hours, upon hours completely wasted away with absolutely nothing to show in return.

"Aaaaargh!" The petite girl roared upwards, to the blazing, blinding sun and the light blue, spotless midday sky with unbridled rage. Her twisted gaze was like a rabid wolf howling at the moon.

Chapter 564 - Digging