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

"Hurry, look! They're using Martial Master phenomenons now!"

"An ancient phenomenon ranked 28 on the previous Phenomenon Ranking, Chaos Essence Hole sure is frightening!"

"Although that gray-robed martial artist knows many things, all his spirit arts cannot do anything against the Chaos Essence Hole and will disintegrate into nothing!"

The martial artists watching from afar discussed excitedly.

They felt spectacular, able to witness the fight of ancient phenomenons earlier here!

Shen Ton no longer gave in and glared coldly at the incoming Niel Sen. His Martial Master circulated slowly and an extremely terrifying aura rose in him!

Suddenly, a hazy mist appeared around Shen Ton.

The mist carried an ancient aura, as though they had returned to the beginning of the century; an age where chaos had yet to form!

Chapter 1084 - Corpses and Puppets