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

"Seems like Dughur of the four gentry clans is not going to send forth any Perfected Lords."

The Perfected Lord of Stellar Moon Sect sipped his tea and said idly.

"Dughur Jian has an introverted nature and was born from a servant. He doesn't even carry the bloodline of the Dughur clan in him, it's only normal that there's no Perfected Lord coming for him," The Perfected Lord of the Murong clan said.

"Born from a servant and yet, he managed to climb his way through a gentry clan such as the Dughurs to reach where he is now, defeating every other Perfected Being of the same realm. That's not an easy feat," The Perfected Lord of the Cadmus clan lamented.

Heavenly Piercing Sword Sect's Perfected Lord scoffed with an unfriendly expression, "That lad is cold and heartless. He killed a few of my sect's geniuses! If that lad manages to get lucky and survive this Vermilion Fruit fight… hehe!"

Chapter 929 - Shaken world