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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
Not enough ratings
450 Chs

Power or Morality

The tavern was dreadfully silent before, one by one, many people began fainting. They dropped like flies, foaming at the mouth as their airways began to close. 

"milady!" shouted the Tavernkeep, on his knee coated in sweat. "Please have mercy! Give us mercy!" 

Ula turned to the Tavernkeep and counted those who weren't affected. She raised her hand to them, signaling to her knights. 

As the presence receded, the echoes of gasps resounded through the tavern.

"Do you understand now?" said Ula with a sullen air of superiority. 

Neither Altair nor Reina had bothered to even glance at her as they clanked their glasses together, "To the Endless Night!" they said happily, downing their mimosas.

"Damn…, " said Altair, taken back. "That is good. Really good."

Ren was nodding, her almond-shaped eyes glittering. "another!"