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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 Olympian Gods

Upon his return to his Throne, Altair was met with a scene of intense confrontation. Athena and Thanatos, their eyes locked in a fierce debate, seemed ready to ignite the room with their animosity. It was a rare sight to see Thanatos, usually a figure of calm, so open with his contempt. Towering over Athena, he was a formidable presence, yet she stood her ground, undeterred by his intimidating stature. 

With Hilda, dressed in the formal gown of darkness, by his side, Altair assumed his seat upon his throne, a symbol of his authority. Observing the standoff between Athena and Thanatos, he couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement. His voice, resonating with power, cut through the tension, "Thanatos, Athena, is there something I should know between you two?"