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

Madam Dara's previously scaled, reptilian visage now brimmed much differently, healthy vigorous, supple tanned olive skin supported the two large gemstone-like yellow slanted eyes and those rosy red, round kissable lips of hers.

The tinges of matte black straight silky strands of hair cascaded below and peeked out from beneath the hood's protective cover she was still wearing, albeit it was no longer baggy, but looked fit, following the bountiful curves of her alluring figure.

Whilst Pyre still more-or-less seemed to retain her reptilian, [Draconic Skink] origin, for Madam Dara, she no longer resembled anything of her previous self besides her hourglass figure which was more emphasized now.

Chapter 648 - Joining the fold (Part 3)