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

Shadow Raven retrieved his black iron spear and slung it over his shoulder, laughing. "Well said, well said!"

The fiend sects chose to sit this one out and reap the spoils later. Since there was nothing but benefits for them, this was completely aligned with the thoughts of the demonicheirs.

"Watch out, Hart You's sword is extremely fast. There's a high possibility that he still has tricks up his sleeves…" The Holy Maiden reminded Aiden softly.

Laughing, Aiden was completely unaffected. Raising his sword, he had no intention of wasting his breath on the young Sword Sect's successor as he strode over in huge steps. "Sword Sect's successor? That's great. I'll sever your head as a tribute for my blade!"

Dressed in linen clothes with a bared chest and spouting crude statements made Aiden seem like an unruly and wild person.

Chapter 835 - Battle of Paragons (Part 2)