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

Upon the request of Lady Pyre, and the rest of the captains, Aiden acquiesced. With a gentle, warm smile stretching across his face, he nodded at them, he closed his eyes.

In the next moment, as if a cage, the chained beast was let go, the chains unshackled, a powerful torrent of energy rippled across the landscape. A violent, powerful wind blew by them all, rooting everyone on the spot.

Each felt a heavy pressure descending upon them. As if the world's problems have suddenly become heavier to bear. Their sins, their grief turned just that much harder to wear.

Space distorting around their leader's humongous, towering musclebound Draconic Saurus frame. His body trembled, rapidly shifting both in shape, size, and saturation.

The scales vanishing, a smooth tanned-looking olive skin replaced it. Both the elongated reptilian facial structure, the thick strains of muscles, and claws all vanished along with his tail in rapid succession.

Chapter 615 - Bonding