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

"Get the hell back!" The burly man, Aiden's expression was calm, and so was his tone. However, his blood surged like a raging ocean tide in a terrifying manner.

His muscular palm was filled with blood and green veins popped out as it expanded significantly once more, blocking Reverend Jor Har's line of sight and any path of escape before crushing down savagely on him!

Grunting dully, Reverend Jor Har made use of the burst power from his diamond heart and leaped up. Before he could break free from Aiden's palm, he was pushed down once more.

The silvery luster on Reverend Jor Har's arms dimmed. His energy was draining rapidly. His end was there… there was no escape.

In the next moment, his flesh exploded into a bloody mist, causing incredible pain and torment to its host. Reverend Jor Har's entire body shuddered, bending his spine while his knees were almost on the ground!

Chapter 826 - Hidden surprises