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

<p>Hundreds of Martial Masters stood in a deep blue-colored, beautiful ziggurat that seemed to be made out of some sort of azure crystals. This was the main location for the Azure Myst Sect, and most of their top brass as well as the powerful martial artists were discussing in hushed whispers with grim expressions the situation happening around their world.</p>

<p>A mature-looking buxom woman that looked shockingly human- or -in the term coined in this scorched realm: Bareskin- like appearance. She had fair, pale looking spotless and scaleless skin, humanoid facial features, as well a long matte black head of hair that spread around straight on her shoulders all the way towards her incredibly generous buxom chest, giving it even more saintess-like allure. She was the Sect Master of the Azure Myst sect, Lian Liu, who not so surprisingly was Tai Liu's mother. She was sitting in the middle of everyone – her eyes were closed and she was expressionless.</p>

Chapter 864 - Crisis