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

"Martial Master phenomenon, Flora Myriad Weapons!"

When Lockster Kang circulated his Martial Master, all the wild grass surrounding the palace seemed to have gained sentience and transformed into a myriad of weapons!

The myriad of weapons attacked with a mighty force!

In reality, Lockster Kang's Martial Master phenomenon would have an even more terrifying might if it was released in a place with lush greenery!

Tens of thousands of weapons appeared and blanketed the skies endlessly!

The Great Forbidden Ruins was barren and desolate outside. However, thanks to the medicinal field in the palace, there were some weeds born.

While those weeds were not strong, they still formed hundreds of weapons that tore through the skies!

Chapter 940 - A true monster incarnate