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

"Who is the tactless one trying to meddle in the affairs of the Corpse Refinement Cult!"

The leader of the Corpse Refinement Cult martial artists glared at Aiden's incoming group. His eyes were unblinking, resembling those of dead fishes, and his voice was sinister and murderous.

Another person said coldly, "Beasts, you had better scram far away. Otherwise…"

"Hehe, given Corpse Refinement Cult's supreme mystic classic, we can easily turn you guys into battle corpses and let you suffer a fate worse than death!"

Aiden raised his brow slightly. Nobody saw what he did but in a flash, he bolted into the Corpse Refinement Cult group like an arrow.

The distance between both parties was not far to begin with.

Aiden's Inner Core and Martial Master were at perfected realm. When he circulated both cores together with his demonic and spirit energy alongside the power of his blood energy…

Chapter 1058 - Scram