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

Seeing Madam Dara's body suddenly twitch ever so slightly, did not escape the elderly man's keen senses. The old uncle was amazed when he saw that.

The Corpse Poison Sect's most lethal poisons could not be cured by anybody outside the sect! This was a known fact throughout the ages! This was what made that vile evil sect so horrific, so terrifying!

Furthermore, by the looks of it, the Violet Haze Flower Poison seemed to be disappearing bit by bit from within the buxom woman's body!

The purple color on Madam Dara's lips was fading and there were merely a few drops of blood left on it. Her state was getting better by the second. At the same time, her pale body, which looked to be devoid of life, was gradually returning its healthier colors.

Inside her body, outside of everyone's gaze, a powerful force of golden ethereal substance was coursing and revitalizing Madam Dara's deteriorated vessel.

Chapter 783 - Turn of events