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

Aiden's gaze burned like a torch and he yelled. Propping the seal with his left hand while wielding his saber with his right, he strode widely towards Martial Master John Sharl with a murderous aura.

In the face of hundreds of Martial Masters, Aiden was advancing instead of retreating!

Zorun Kai and the others exchanged glances as they charged forward together with invigorated expressions, trying to relieve as much of Aiden's burden as possible.

A Southern Mountains Sect martial artist wielded a long rod and burst forth with his internal energy, aiming for Aiden's head.

Aiden channeled his bloodline and the sound of a gushing tide echoed.

He did not even look at the incoming rod and slashed in reverse, meeting the attack with another attack as he released his incomparable Countercurrent stance!

Chapter 870 - Dead bodies, flying heads