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

If it would be anyone else standing before such a tide of burly reptilian warriors, they would frantically try to dodge or maybe even turn around and escape with all their might. They would do anything in order to get out of the way of this surefire billowing cloud of death sentence. They would be afraid they would be crushed to a sludge under their opponents' feet.

However, the mysterious gray robed stranger, the outsider that was like a grand puzzle that just kept on giving, revealing more and more peculiarities as the time progressed has once again shocked the masses and went against common conception: He did not retreat, nor did he try to dodge.

His expression held no traces of any lingering fear, dread, or terror. Instead, he looked excited, elated, and even somewhat joyous as he looked forward. His eyes lit up with a feverish, golden luster, his [Soul Power] surged akin to a furious sound of tsunami mixed with rumbling summery thunderstorm.

Chapter 726 - Showdown