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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 · Fantasie
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The Hunt III

On the hour before the last drop of rain fell from the skies, Altair Blackwood awoke, his eyes trembling as he struggled to open them. The pungent stench of medical herbs emanated from his flesh. 

"What happened?" he strained, sensing an unfamiliar presence in his room. 

"Young Master Nox," said Kegan softly. 

His features were blurred, but Altair could vaguely remember his voice. 'He was the one from House Nier.' he told himself, staring unblinkingly at the stranger. 

"Your eyes are dilated. How are you feeling? I—" Kegan frowned at the sudden sense of foreboding. He gulped, sensing the Regal Aura emanating from the Young Lord before him.