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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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450 Chs

Meeting II

The look Ashara had garnered from her Master nearly turned her bones to water as he dropped from his carriage. She could have kicked herself for listening to Gremory for what discord she had caused between Altair and her. Two Months. For two months, he had not touched her, but he had that hussy Elena, whose cunt was probably dryer than a desert. She surely couldn't compare to her. A Lilm.

'So why?' the thought came harder each day. 'Why not me?' she forced herself to smile her most elegant gesture and bowed. "My Lord."

"Ah, Tasha," he said in that flat palatine accent. She doubted he was even aware of how much his mannerisms were shifting. The man certainly had the bearing of a king, more so now than he did a few months ago. "You'll be my acting Sword Maid for the time. You are not to move unless Raven instructs you to."