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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!!!!!"

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The next day, Altair woke the most relaxed he'd been in years. He had been unsure how many times he'd unloaded in Reina, but looking at her happy smile, he kissed her lips and smiled, gently pulling himself out of her. Altair snickered, watching her belly begin to deflate. He nodded proudly. 

"I wonder how many times she came?" 

"Lady Reina Blackwood orgasmed 207 times," Said Ava, startling Altair. "While Altair Blackwood came 56 times."

"... it was a rhetorical question. Ugh, whatever." 

Scooping Rein up and into the bath to get her cleaned up, the Nephilim awakened in his arms within the Imperial Bathhouse. A luxurious den that housed wall-to-wall hot springs that was as divine as it was beautiful. 

"Did I faint?" Reina asked so comfortably she couldn't be bothered to even question where she was.