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

Countless weapons created by grass and wood hovered in front of Aiden, trembling slightly.

The Hurricane Frost Saber Sword released by Norel Anette struck the turtle serpent phenomenons repeatedly.

To begin with, the Primordial Soaring Serpent was at its limits and could not hold on for much longer. Now that it was met with such impact, it swayed and was on the verge of falling.

A series of cracks appeared on the Soaring Serpent, threatening to dissipate it at any moment.

As for the Primordial Divine Turtle, although it was still a godly presence, the radiance on its body was gradually dimming due to the depletion of Aiden's spirit energy.

"He can't hold on for much longer!"

Far away, Muran Dorn noticed how the situation was changing and remarked darkly, "The moment that person's Martial Master phenomenons disperse, he would be penetrated instantly by the countless weapons and Hurricane Frost Saber Sword!"

Chapter 941 - Demon