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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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Mistywood I

In the following weeks, that came and went faster than a blink of an eye. Blood had washed the children's hands and blades more times than they'd taken breaths. It was as if they each had targets on the back of their heads. Serpents, alongside odd creatures risen by the Moon, flooded them several times a day without end.

Overlooking the mountaintop clouded by snowfall, Altair cleaned his sword of blood with silvery sheets of snow billowing from the heavens with a harmless grin. His innocent expression doing nothing but irritate the young girl.

"How can you still smile…" Reina moaned, crash-landing into foamy snow, allowing the icy cold to penetrate her wounded bones. "We haven't slept in nearly two weeks. And Master disappeared yet again."

Altair didn't immediately respond; rather checked his body for injuries, finding none, he turned to Reina: "I think I'm close to sensing Mana." He said, tracing his finger over his left eye. "Then maybe I'll be able to use Fallen Necromancy."