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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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How to Dual Cultivated **

Ren was biting her lips, wet with saliva, slipping down her chin as she turned to look back at the manhood sandwich between her cheeks. Twitching with need. She looked back to her Prince, and their tongues met in a passionate storm of fire and heat, whirling around the other as though they were fencing. Altair gobbled her up, growing increasingly hungrier, until he pulled on her hair, jerking it back, exposing her slender neck.

Reina moaned a delectable "Ahhh~" and came so hard her eyes rolled back as her hips unconsciously began to grind against his beast, lubricating it with her honey. 

He eyed her large, ample breast heaving back and forth, like two great mountains they stood, pink and ripe for the taking.

Exhilarated, Altair nibbled at it, rolling the tips of her nipples beneath his teeth and fangs. He felt her cunt began to spasm, and twitch, seeping more and more of her nectar.