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

"[Reptilian] So, it was indeed the little traitor that caused this scene? How amusing…" A deep, husky voice rang around the silent battlefield. The heavy dust formed a dry cloud, showing only a huge, towering monster steadily approaching.

Each of the monster's steps rang loudly, ominously in the ears of the stunned crowd standing behind their brave and powerful leader, the ex-archbishop. Each thud shaking the ground ever-so-slightly fueling their growing dread and trepidation further. As the horrifying silhouette kept on growing as it approached them, they trembled, shuddered with fear. Exchanging looks, they all seemed to come to a silent agreement and slowly began to back away, finding more solace in the sheltering cave where the little girl, Tolliah kept on spectating everything that was playing out.

Unlike the rest of the rebels, she had a growing, elated smile plastered on her youthful face, adorning her expression.

Chapter 600 - Facing the General