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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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The Merger I

The return to the throne had been something Altair desperately sought. It felt natural. Calming the mind of unwavering convictions.

Presently, in his court stood Athena and Aurora, both locked in a sort of debate.

"No God will simply agree to lose their land even if Altair is the Ruler. To suggest that any sort of property without reason could simply be taken away is inconceivable." 

Aurora remained impassive. "Land that isn't beneath the Emperor's Reign is subject to be conquered. We've little time to care about the morality of action. Not when—" 

"Aurora," Altair interrupted. "Why are you debating Athena? Thaan is the chancellor." 

Aurora lowered her head respectfully. "Forgive his absence. He wanted to review the three-day event we had planned—the coalition party." 

'Ah, I see. Athena is trying to change Thanatos' mind through Aurora. Cute.' He thought, 'So that's his intent.'