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

<p>"[Reptilian] F-fine, let's go with that. But you most likely have to do most of the work, as just by keeping up the barrier would pretty much drain me dry."</p>

<p>Madam Dara silently muttered, not caring if her partner has heard her remark or not. Taking one last heavier than a normal sigh, she first took her attention towards the designated area, a small rocky formation with a stone pillar reaching the size of an olden oak tree's girth and began revolving all the energy, the [Soul Power] inside her body. She focused on hastening their speed and extending their reach, swiftly reaching to all ends, nooks, and edges in her figure.</p>

Chapter 693 - Mission: Impossible