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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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Athena II

Without pause, Altair, followed by Tasha and Alyssa, crossed the island, making their way toward the Twelve Pillars in the distance. Through the dense fog gradually thickening until mortal eyes could not perceive their surroundings, they trekked, coming to a stop just outside a clearing before the entranceway. 

There, through their domains alerting them of movement, they perceived a strange creature that gave Altair pause: A centaur, a large creature that possesses the upper body of a man and the lower half of a stallion, entered his domain. 

The creature was massive, with the height of nearly four grown men, wielding a glaive to match. Padded in leather-hide to mask the chainmail beneath, pointed the tip of his Glaive towards Altair. 

"State your name!"