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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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

As he approached the counter on the empty, dimly lit inn's ground floor, Aiden revealed a growing frown the more he looked at the chubby middle-aged man.

The wide smile, the perspiring forehead was beyond telling, he would have been quite cautious and suspicious even if he wouldn't now be marked with a slightly orangish-looking dot instead of the previous neutral, then somewhat green from before.

Something had changed, the man had done something that made the system no longer consider him a friendly signal, but instead leaning towards the hostility. Yet, despite being marked as unfriendly, the old man had a sweet smile adorning his floppy visage as he looked at the approaching hooded elder, Aiden.

"[Reptilian] Ah you are back, good sir!" He greeted enthusiastically as Aiden reached the other side of the counter. He looked at the little girl hanging from his neck. Raising his hand, he slowly reached out, wanting to caress the top of the little girl's head.

Chapter 665 - Betrayal