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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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Desolate Abyss

Peeping its small head from out of Thanatos's robes, the Kistune cooed loudly, staring at the strange three-eyed crow circling Altair and flapping its wings. 

"Corn! Corn! Freedom! Freedom!" Shouted the crow, batting its feathered wings. 

Thanatos stared cautiously at the Crow. Despite its small stature, he could sense a great surge of power flowing through its veins.

[Divine Being, PIercing Owl, is disturbed by that that Essence]

[Divine Sin, Archeon seeks to sample that Essence]

"A Crow?" Said Thanatos, taking another step back from Altair as he began to hover off the ground, bleeding the aura of the Vale. He watched the nodes of essence begin to glob together like light liquified, forming a crown around the prince.