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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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Heralds of Astaroth II

Fuming a great ball of fire in his chest, Cedric gritted his teeth against one another, shaking in his corner, watching Altair dance with the Chosen of Sepith. Never before had he wanted to kill a man more than he did today. 

Reese's jaw had been shattered, his face destroyed, and his skull fractured in so many places he wasn't even sure Amilia could aid him. Not without her equipment. And the only medical offer better than her was Altair, who outright refused aid. 

He hadn't even bothered to reply when Cedric asked him to help Amilia. He just smiled before being herded off by Aria.