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

By the time Aiden arrived at the courtyard in front of the grand hall, it was already noon.

Little Morwyn was chanting scriptures in the courtyard. When he saw Aiden return completely fine, his eyes widened and he headed over, asking confusedly, "Junior Brother Mind Jin, are you alright?"

The little bald monk understood the terror of the burly man in the backyard.

If he was the one that was tormented for the entire night, he would have been exhausted and dispirited, unlike Aiden who was invigorated and chirpy.

Aiden patted little Morwyn on the shoulders with a relaxed expression, saying with a fake smile, "I'm going to return there a month later. Do you want to join me?"

Little Morwyn shook his head left and right like a drum and replied firmly.

Chapter 975 - Never forgotten