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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

The Chimera III

Beside the cauldron blistering with an intense flame, the Young Nephilim lay kicking her feet against the loose snow, twirling the few red strands of scarlet hair trailing down her cheek. It had been a few hours since Altair had left, and everything had been prepped. All that was missing was the boy himself. 

Riena grumbled, bored, finding little motivation to read today like she did most days. "When is he returning?" she asked, hopeful he'd appear behind her answering. She popped her head up towards the cauldron and frowned. Mana quickly surged through her pupils, allowing her to perceive Heavens and Earth mana. She glanced down at the Mistywood blistering a cold heat due to its Yin base element. 

A noise approached, alerting her to the boy's presence as she turned to him. " Your back…" She tilted her head, glancing down at the cold corpse being dragged by the ankle. "And who's he?"