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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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Oathkeepers

Within the bailey of the Cathedral of Light, clammers of laughter fluttered through the open air free of the Hellish Rain that had plagued Forwin for the last eight months. Moonlight dripped over the Cathedral of Light, which shone a deep gold under its aimless rays, reflecting hundreds of carriages entering through the crystal lake moat onto the bailey. 

Lords and ladies, merchants and scholars aplenty stepped down one after the other, enjoying the glow they'd nearly forgotten. The radiance had been stunning and more than welcoming. 

"Goodness," Lady Erri professed, peering down at the lake. "How is it that despite eight months of that grotesque rain, the church's water is so clear? I can even see my reflection."

The noble guests all laughed. "They are the Church of the Sepith!" They'd say moving on. All except Lady Erri.