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

A powerful explosion shocked the surrounding area, engulfing more than a couple meters surrounding the old priest as the Flaming Magical Sphere that was launched by Lady Pyre crashed against the invisible barrier the bronze masked robed servant of the Ancient One had set up.

The Fiery Sphere, as it exploded, didn't vanish all at once but reacted as if it was some sort of infernal flower. Like a bud that smelled the fresh spring breeze, it opened up, revealing its cathartic secrets. The flaming petals hugged the invisible force that stood before it and its target, greedy and thirsty to gobble up more and more with each passing moment.

Giant, invisible waves rippled across and distorted the air, as the protective warding tried its best to absorb all of that immense momentum, inertia, and overall energy that singular attack carried.

Chapter 700 -Desperation