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] The strongest clan and sect you say? All of you weak worms can't even fight against my sword!"

Aiden roared in response, his eyes glimmered with bright golden luster beneath his hood, he was channeling his inner [Spirit Power] energy with increasing fervor. With a flash, he lunged towards the Dark Lord, Yang Zahn at an extremely fast speed.

Even under such circumstances, Aiden still dared to attack first with a torrential aura!

"[Reptilian] How utterly arrogant! You must have a death wish!"

Although Malefic Demons Clan also had a technique aimed to train and harden one's physique, it was significantly weaker compared to top body tempering sects such as Crystal Palace Sect and the rest.

If Pei Syriac was the one that charged over, Yang Zahn would definitely retreat and keep his distance. He wouldn't dare to risk his health!

Chapter 810 - Die!