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

Initially, everyone was already pissed off for being trapped here. When they saw that couple with the ancient attire, some Quasi-Divine Masters could not help but sneer, "Old fogies, tell us your names! Where did you guys spout from?"

The man smiled calmly and replied gently, "Lockster!"

The Martial Grandmaster who spoke was stunned and could not react in time.

However, gasps could be heard from the crowd.

"Martial Grandmasters of the Lockster aristocratic family have arrived!"

"If the Lockster aristocratic family is here, the person behind him must be from the other aristocratic family, Norel."

The Martial Grandmaster who spoke earlier on had an ashen expression and trembled in fear.

In the world, there were factions with ancient lineages that kept a low profile and lived in reclusion. Among them, there were some aristocratic families.

Chapter 939 - How long can you hold out?