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

When he heard that, Aiden looked up into the skies and roared in laughter. Looking at everyone in a condescending manner, he hollered.

"You 'demonic' sects are allowed to attack me but I'm not allowed to kill in return? Do you really think that makes sense?"

"To begin with, you guys wanted to join forces with the righteous sects. But now, you're just forcefully looking for an excuse!"

Aiden sneered with contempt. "How hypocritical!"

Shadow Raven's eyes flickered; clearly, Aiden was spot on.

If not for the fact that it was the Ancient One's Palace that was before them, given the pride of the fiend sects, they would definitely not join forces with the righteous sects.

However, that was the inheritance of the legendary Ancient One, the mythical guardian of the world! A divine entity!

How could anyone in the world not be tempted?!

Chapter 840 - Battle of Paragons (Part 7)