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

"I believe they are preparing something. We should be ready for anything, sir!"

The words of the lieutenant finally earned the attention of her captain. The man, stopping in his tracks, looked at the woman, genuine surprise written on his face. He placed the quill back to its holder on the side and straightened his back.

"That is indeed an interesting conjecture, and you have even made correct guesses based on the little information you could listen in to hear and there…"

Lieutenant Sievul shook in fright at the words of the General.

"I… I didn't mean to… General… Sir… I apolo-"

"There is no need for that, be at ease, Lieutenant!"

Seeing her fidgeting and overall just she was a nervous wreck, General Dorian had the urge to burst out into laughter. Still, he constrained himself, keeping up his majestic outlook, and only allowed a small smile to reveal his true emotions.

Chapter 618 - Planning