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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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

Right as he was deep in his own thoughts, the elderly uncle that always stood beside Tai-Liu as a silent protector and dauntless guardian seemed to have recalled something. He looked at Aiden and suddenly said.

"[Reptilian] Actually, there's a place in the ancient battlefield that's rather suitable for you. If you manage to succeed, you might be able to stand a chance against both top masters, Pei Syriac and Dark Lord Yang.

Tai-Liu's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the smiling elder and asked. "[Reptilian] Uncle Liu, are you referring to… to THAT place?" She pushed on the word as if giving it even more weight.

"[Reptilian] Yes, young master." However the elder smiled calmly and nodded right away. "Hmm… Forget it. There is no chance of success at all. I was thinking too much."

"If we're talking about that place, the chances are indeed… rather slim. There's no need for that."

Chapter 758 - The Metal Tree Groove (Part 1)