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

If what the woman said was to be believed, then that would have meant that the two mighty and fearsome guardian elders have died for absolutely nothing. Their protegé's they have sworn to protect have still died and they couldn't even take revenge at the cost of their lives.

Their murderer, was still free, was still alive whilst they were already on their way towards their hopefully next lives.

Processing all this, Tai Liu had a stunned expression and her mouth was agape for the longest time.

In the Fog Infested Valley, a grayish-dark blur of a humanoid shaped blurry streak could be seen. It… or most likely He was speeding forward at lightning speed. This streak was none other than Aiden, who was on the hunt for his last prey, the last survivor of the two arrogant Young Heir's of the two most powerful factions of this gods' forsaken world, Pei Syriac.

Charging towards the entrance of the valley, he was already at the limits of his speed.

Chapter 817 - Descent