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] Who is this man, Papa?" As the two figures walked over to the tables they occupied, the smallest robed figure, Tolliah looked up and asked with a curious glint flickering in her large yellow eyes.

Yet as she took a closer look at the stranger, she suddenly shuddered with fright, slumping back on her seat, and hurriedly looked for Madam Dara for protection and comfort. She buried her face on her side whilst shivering with pure fear, not daring to look at the 'mean' man wearing the uniform that was now deeply etched into her mind.

All the horror, the bad memories were related to this recognizable armor. The red and white color palette, she could recognize them from anywhere. Yet she didn't say a word but kept on shaking in silence whilst hiding her face, hoping that the bad man would just go away if she wasn't looking.

Chapter 637 - A safe job