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

For some reason, after the black-robed man appeared, everyone upon seeing the black-robed man, including the five Quasi Divines above the clouds, felt a sense of trepidation!

They merely felt an instinctual fear, dread, and trepidation upon seeing that man!

Be it the Martial Master, Martial Grandmaster, or the Quasi-Divine battlefield, all the martial artists stopped what they were doing and looked over instinctively.

The old divine swan had a conflicted expression and sighed gently when she saw who it was.

It was clear from the old divine swan's tone that she knew the person.

Everyone from Azure Myst Sect, Sect Master Ling Yun included, were in a daze.

Suddenly, among the dozens of Azure Myst Sect Martial Grandmasters left, an old man who was clearly at the end of his life exclaimed, glaring at the black-robed man with his cloudy eyes.

Chapter 872 - Little One