primal lugia

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. ----- UPDATE: A supportive reader has created a Discord Server. Here's the link if you would like to reach out to me and/or join the community: http://discord.link/Shaele ----- If you would like to support me and leave me a personalized message, you can buy me a 'coffee' at Ko-Fi: https://ko-fi.com/shaele ----- 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.

"Ne l'appelle pas une salope, connard," siffla Sierra. "Qu'est-ce que ça peut te faire ?" demanda le type crasseux. "Je ne sais pas, Stimpy, peut-être parce que tu harcèles ma femme et qu'elle vient juste d'arriver." "Oh, merde, Orion. Désolé, mec. Je ne savais pas qu'elle était avec toi." Orion : En tant qu'héritier présomptif de l'écusson de Président du MC Primal Howlers, une rencontre fortuite avec une belle femme m'entraîne dans une guerre inattendue qui pourrait faire tomber tout le club. Mais quand elle me fuit, je la poursuivrai jusqu'au bout de la terre pour la retrouver et la ramener. Qu'elle le veuille ou non. Raquel : J'ai déménagé à Monument, Colorado pour écrire ma thèse et prendre un peu de distance avec ma famille envahissante. Ce que je n'avais pas prévu, c'était de me retrouver accrochée à un motard qui semble n'avoir rien à perdre. Moi, en revanche, j'ai tout à perdre et je crains qu'Orion ne soit ma perte.

"Não a chame de vadia, seu babaca", Sierra sibilou. "O que você tem a ver com isso?", o nojento seboso exigiu. "Ah, sei lá, Stimpy, talvez porque você está assediando a minha mulher e ela acabou de chegar." "Ah, merda, Orion. Foi mal, cara. Não sabia que ela estava com você." Orion: Como o herdeiro direto do distintivo de Presidente do Primal Howlers MC, um encontro casual com uma mulher linda me joga em uma guerra que eu não esperava e que poderia derrubar o clube inteiro. Mas quando ela foge de mim, eu a perseguirei até o fim do mundo para encontrá-la e trazê-la de volta. Quer ela goste, quer não. Raquel: Eu me mudei para Monument, Colorado, para escrever minha tese e conseguir uma distância muito necessária da minha família sufocante. O que eu não esperava era me ver obcecada por um biker que parece não ter nada a perder. Eu, no entanto, tenho tudo a perder e temo que Orion possa ser a minha ruína.

"Jangan sebut dia jalang, brengsek," Sierra mendesis. "Apa urusannya denganmu?" si cabul berminyak menuntut. "Oh, entahlah, Stimpy, mungkin karena kau melecehkan wanitaku dan dia baru saja tiba." "Oh, sial, Orion. Maaf, sobat. Tidak sadar dia bersamamu." Orion: Sebagai pewaris sah untuk posisi Presiden Primal Howlers' MC, pertemuan tak terduga dengan seorang wanita cantik menarikku ke dalam perang yang tidak kuduga yang bisa menghancurkan seluruh klub. Tapi ketika dia lari dariku, aku akan mengejarnya hingga ke ujung bumi untuk menemukannya dan membawanya kembali. Suka atau tidak. Raquel: Aku pindah ke Monument, Colorado untuk menulis tesisku dan mendapatkan jarak yang sangat dibutuhkan dari keluargaku yang terlalu mengatur. Yang tidak kuharapkan adalah diriku yang tergila-gila pada seorang pengendara motor yang tampaknya tidak punya apa-apa untuk dipertaruhkan. Namun, aku memiliki segalanya untuk dipertaruhkan dan aku khawatir Orion mungkin akan menjadi kehancuranku.

"No la llames perra, imbécil", siseó Sierra. "¿Qué tiene que ver contigo?", exigió el asqueroso desgraciado. "Oh, no sé, Stimpy, tal vez porque estás acosando a mi mujer y acaba de llegar". "Oh, mierda, Orion. Lo siento, hombre. No me di cuenta de que estaba contigo". Orion: Como heredero del parche de Presidente de los Primal Howlers MC, un encuentro casual con una hermosa mujer me arrastra a una guerra que no esperaba y que podría hundir a todo el club. Pero cuando huye de mí, la perseguiré hasta el fin del mundo para encontrarla y traerla de vuelta. Le guste o no. Raquel: Me mudé a Monument, Colorado, para escribir mi tesis y tomar la tan necesaria distancia de mi familia sobreprotectora. Lo que no esperaba era encontrarme enganchada a un motero que parece no tener nada que perder. Yo, sin embargo, tengo todo que perder y me preocupa que Orion pueda ser mi perdición.

in a universe where strength is everything and mysterious forces work in shadow alongside gods it may be of no surprise to learn that there's an entire race meant for great power, that race is called the primals, each possessing a power, an essence, derived from their mother, nature. each one is strong and gifted, able to control entire regions, but only one will stand out from the rest, Syn. this lone primal conquers anything in his path as he journeys through his very long life, starting as nothing but a simple and humble created creature before traversing the large depths of power that god hood brings. growing at an incredible rate, will his astounding growth attract too much attention or is his growth the only thing keeping him alive in this cutthroat world? the only answer to that question is found in his survival. follow him on his travels, through pain and suffering, through good moments, through all the mysteries of the world he encounters. what waits our unusually destructive primal in this world? and most importantly.............will he ever stop being so god damn violent?

Born as a curse but uses the power for good in the hope to protect humanity.

[Warning :- Mature Content: 18+, HAREM, No NTR on MC, SEX scene but not too much SMUT.] [Reincarnation, Cultivation, Dragon, Bloodlines, System, Evolution, Bloodline abilities, Isekai.] [Many chapters among first 100 chapters might be boring but is essential for the growth of the characters.] Gin finally transformed his soul to Complete Dragon soul, but price he has payed as his Physical Body's Complete Destruction. He Reincarnated to completely different universe with different rules from past life. Society, custom, tradition everything is different and new to him. Despite being a 100 years old soul with a teenage body, will it be little hard for him to adapt? Welcome to world of Genesis, the home star of Primal Race. To know more about other races Start Reading The Story. [Caution :This story some times may be too much emotional, Keep a Cloth/many tissues with you. You will need them at some point to wipe your white... tears.] Wild people come enjoy the adventure of A Big dragon and a little dragon who most of the time hides from people. [Warning:Story may contain incest, yuri. Readers read with caution] [Also incest in story is depending on each reader's perspective. Don't get disappointed if it is much different from your anticipation. After all, world of Gin has different kind of relationship bonds] Little insight from far beyond time during his awakening and very first step of his life's determination point. Host : Gin Long Lifespan : 12/100 Level : Null [(0/1) Basic Evolution energy to Basic Tier 0 First Stage] Evolution energy : 0 Strength : 2 Agility : 2 Physique : 2 Intelligence : 2 Body Constitution : Unawakened (0/100) Basic Physique : (i) At start of every 5 level your maximum stat limit will increase by 10 for all basic attributes. You can increase these stats by training in various different ways. (Level limit Basic Tier. Till basic Tier your stat limit will increase) (ii) Meditate and absorb world energy to create 1 point of Basic Evolution energy every hour. In meantime old woman arrived with Lucy on her shoulder and Xingning tagging along. He only heard "Gin!" and next moment someone was hugging him from behind. Raising his left hand, folded it toward his back, placed it on her head and rubbed "There there." He didn't know what to say now, so he only kept caressing her head. But when he turned back to look at her expression, he was taken aback. "Hm? xxxxxx" "Ho ho, still remember me." "Of course. We xxxxxxxxx...... xxxx..." At last word he paused for a moment.

Kane, a veteran Ranger, wakes up with a corrupted System interface: The God-Feeder Manual. While others level up by following the rules, Kane levels up by consuming the System itself.

In the world of Verandis, cultivation, bloodline, and Spirit Root determine one's fate. And Verth, the source of all power…seemed to hate Emperal specifically. Born with the lowest-tier Spirit Root, he was made to witness the world's ugliness from birth. But unlike those who drowned in despair, he was different. With iron will as his anchor, he mastered the sword to a terrifying degree and clawed his way forward unshaken. Until the day he was publicly humiliated, beaten, and thrown to the borders with nothing. Nothing, except a jade slip pressed into his hands by the most powerful woman in Draven. The Supreme Dragon Empress herself. Inside it was an inheritance so ancient that even she couldn't decipher it. What followed was something neither of them anticipated. But unbeknownst to Emperal, there was another pair of eyes that always watched him from a certain distance.