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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 · Fantaisie
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History

The subjugation of Earth was a lot easier than he thought. The eartheners were like defenseless cattle but fell much like grass amidst the farmer's scythe. Try as they could, they fell and died one by one. 

With the extermination of the two transcendent Androids Tasha took care of, there wasn't much that could stand in the way of the Prince.

The world was in Chaos. Rebellions containing various militias were rising across several continents in the hopes of fending off the sudden attack that took the Northern Hemisphere by storm.

Despite a mere twelve hours passing, Altair had not bothered to make a statement as of yet. 

He was letting the earthlings cook while Cedric and Vaiga dealt with the nobles, with Aurora coordinating with them to target particular individuals who held above-average authority on Earth.