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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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A New Start

Locked in Altair's chamber, arms tightly bound around the slender waist of a pristine maiden with long blood-red hair pressed against his chest. Reina gulped, listening to the still rhyme of his heart pounding against his chest. She blushed, biting her lips, unsure how she came about this situation. 

She cursed, glancing down at the loose undergarments that had slipped away through the night and the overly large shirt that did nothing to stop Altair's fingers from reaching inside to her bare flesh, holding her down. And if things could not have gotten worse, Ren could feel an intense heat below Altair's waist, twitching with movement. 

'How did this happen?' Ren screamed inwardly, misty-eyed. She trembled, somewhat short of breath."Altair never used to twist and turn." And her mind fell to the thing pressing against her, twitching against her most sensitive, sending pangs of sweet pleasure through her mind.