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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 Malakh

"Enough. I'm not interested in resorting to such deplorable means," Altair said, his voice hard as stone. 

"But your Shadow Demons might be," Tasha countered, her voice dripping with a mix of disdain and curiosity. "Even if you altered their state of being, it doesn't change the fact they were once Infernal Creatures. Pretty or Ugly, a hole is a hole, isn't that right, my dear Black Knight?" 

The words of Tasha ran true. Altair knew all too well. It was why he didn't particularly mind releasing a shadow demon, even if it did slightly weaken his forces. He valued shadows that were not driven by desires like lust. Even bounded by the hands of death, he struggled to reign in their natural desire, choosing to send a few shadow demons that craved violence to worlds he could not afford to outright pull his forces out from. At least there on the battlefield, he didn't have to defend tragedies his Shadow Demons would create.