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

"[Reptilian] Apologies for the interruption… B-but w-would the great sirs' mind if I would suggest something that could help you out of this predicament?"

The jittery old man said with a feeble, tired and thin voice. Supporting his stand with the cane, he shivered as if the lightest wind could blow him over and make him fall to the ground, drowning in the gradually growing crimson murky mire that had claimed more and more land as the minutes passed.

Taking some few precious moments, the old man's dry lips eventually parted again, he continued.

"[Reptilian] Whilst this poor man has surely swayed from the right path and has turned towards a life of crime, there was a fine reason for it though!" He exclaimed, teetering forward as he spoke, his cane clanking loudly against the hard solid rock surface as he did so.

Chapter 678 - The predicament