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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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Hell Tide: Genius

What was a genius? 

It was a question rattling in the mind of Lord Edwin Silvermane. He had been dubbed a genius once upon a time and had lived up to its title. Reaching the realm of Seventh Circle had been no easy feat. In all the realm, there had only been seven. Fewer for those of Eight and Ninth.

It had been on the name day of the King Serilious, when he had been dubbed the Lord of the Seven Crowns, that he revealed his Eight Circles to the Realm. That was nearly a hundred years ago. Some said he had made it to the Ninth; others believed it was his Sword, Ser Varquess, that had touched upon such a realm. He had been of the Eight Realms long before Serilious had been crowned.