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

Reverend Jor Har could only raise his Diamond Staff once more to defend against the second strike. By now, his arms had gone numb and he no longer had any feeling as he was forced to retreat once more with a pale expression.

When the nearby other reverend saw that, he was infuriated and charged toward Aiden, leaving his partner to fight alone with Shaori An of Cloud Rain Sect.

The arriving reverend wielded a simple looking, but most like a rather profound steel rod which he slammed down with a ferocious force as he leaped upwards. The wind howled with a buzzing sound as though the mountains were about to be crushed into dust!

Right then, a shriek sounded from the other side of the battlefield.

Chapter 833 - The fight goes on