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

Even the five Guardian Elders felt a chill upon sensing the malefic aura let out by Aiden!

He was already able to suppress the paragons of the strongest sects at the late stage of the Martial Knight rank. If he were to obtain the Ancient One's inheritance…

It was hard to imagine and they did not dare to either!

The stronger the strength and potential displayed by Aiden, the more resolved the five Guardian Elders were to kill him!

The scarlet-colored, vicious wild energy rumbled and the life-like ancient creature charged while howling, biting, and slamming towards the incoming purple sword.

The sword tore through the air with endless might and a terrifying sharp edge, defeating the ancient creature's illusionary silhouette that was formed with vicious energy one after another.

The purple energy and vicious energy, two different powers, collided and corroded one another endlessly.

Chapter 845 - Is this the end?