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

Burly men donning reinforced, sleeveless leather armor and metal arm guards formed a circle around Sara's group of adventurers and Captain Don's band of mercenaries. For the last hour or so, ever since the arrogant, but unfortunately quite talented noble boy greeted them, they have been on a downhill slope.

The theatrics have quickly fallen apart, it didn't take more than just 15 minutes before the two sides exploded and turned the ruined ancient city street into a bloody battle.

The young Lord Bartholomeo Diaz, the 'Third' as he preferred, was now hauling a long exotic blade, a lavish-looking saber with a gemstone adorned golden hilt, swinging with terrifying precision, each strike hurling a cry, a bloodcurdling roar.

Chapter 636 - Bloodcurdling Battle