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Shadow of the Abyss

The Old Gods are gone. Lost and Forgotten, their honor shattered and their kingdoms broken by treachery. The Peace of the Myriad Heavens has been severed. And from the ashes of war and chaos, the Twin Towers of Babel have been created as a beacon of hope. Can Altair, a child born of the Old Gods whose name has long since been forgotten, survive, or will he be cast into the Nine Hells? *** "So..." Arsene continued, enjoying his child's flush expression. "I've got a few things to teach you. What I'm about to give you is some peak wisdom. Think of it as my Ten Commandments: One, never trust a bitch with red hair. Trust me on this. Two, the pull-out game is not a real thing. She will get pregnant. Three—" "F-Father…" " —Never get yourself more than one wife. It sounds fun. It is fun. But it's truly a nightmare. You better be writing this stuff down. This is some grade-A wisdom right here. Four. "...Please stop talking…" The Prince pleaded. "Shhhhh. Just let this happen. Four…Bro's before hoes isn't a thing. The hoes come first. Remember, Booty is more important than Wa— " "STOP!!!!!"

Lord_Damocles · Fantasy
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Aspect of the Vale II

As the Vale Throne began to grow more corporeal, the twin Vale Stars above the Prince's head grew ever more radiant. Like a burning star, he shimmered like the silver gates of the Heavens. 

"Bastard," The Astral Ghoul spouted, staggering back with a gaping hole in his chest. A smile was present on his disfigured face. "So you're a necromancer. Nothing I hate more than those that fuck with the laws of life and death." 

The ghoul reached for his chest and, before Heaven and Earth, began to peel away the flesh tainted by the Vale. He wasn't sure what manner of Source this energy was but felt it attack both the body and soul. 

"Unfortunately, you've just touched upon the power of a Spirit Domain. Allow us to show you why we, Astral Monster, are so feared by all of the Myriad Heavens."