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

Elder Zhorl rode on the vicious carnosaur beast with a venomous gaze that shone with a cruel glint. Waving his arms, he flew into the air and lunged toward Aiden.

On the ground, the three feral tamed mounts, the fearsome carnosaur trio opened their mouths and let out deafening roars!

All three of them were ancient remnant beasts who survived the apocalypse and emanated boundless life essence. With massive bodies and sharp claws, they had already grown beyond their species' normal limits. They were all vicious, ferocious, and powerful beasts.

Splitting into three directions, the three ancient remnant beasts charged toward the mysterious hooded stranger, Aiden.

It was especially so for the now-dead Elder Lian's carnosaur mount.

After witnessing its owner struck to death by this gray-robed stranger, the only thing it wanted to do right now was to rip this man's throat into pieces!

Chapter 742 - Fierce Battle