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

Flickering lights of a multitude of colors were unleashed as the two forces violently collided. The ethereal protective technique, the [Holy Turtle Shield], despite its supposed invincible quality, couldn't withstand a single punch, a mere strike from Aiden and it shattered amidst a spectacular light show.

It was a simple strike, a mere punch, a thrust of the clenched hand without the least bit of sophistication, a clash of power absent of the slightest style. Yet, behind that simplistic maneuver, there was something profound, something majestic, something that neither his opponent nor the onlookers could process.

A seemingly heart-shaking sound echoed through the entire square. The wind came to a halt and the crowd froze.

Chapter 718 - Scrupulous gazes