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

"[Reptilian] Everyone, stand in formation and protect Dara!" Tai Liu ordered decisively. She did not hesitate even a second as she gave the firm command this time around.

The most important thing for them right now was to ensure that Dara, their prospective newest disciple obtained the Ancient Burial Ground's inheritance without being interrupted.

Regardless of whether those arriving were friends or foe, Azure Myst Sect would not allow a single mistake to happen in the inheritance process! This was of the utmost importance to them and each and every disciple understood this.

Besides, they were not like the late Juno Hian. They had no ill intentions.

Before long, around twenty figures rushed over, looking wretched and filled with wounds. They were from a sect they had a friendly relations with, the Majestic Swan Sisterhood, the all female sect.

Shocked, Aiden hurriedly patrolled the crowd.

Chapter 806 - An inkling