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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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Near the southern exit of the commissary, on the second floor, violet eyes glistened like fire, watching the vanishing shadow of a young man with footsteps of blood treading after his steps. 

"Is that him?" An astute voice inquired beside Vaiga Darkfire, observing the boy until he could no more. 

"It is," Vaiga said. She glanced at Senator Thel Duvale, trying to mask her curiosity towards the Taal, who held dark blue skin and red eyes that glowed. Around his neck, Vaiga counted three slight incisions on each side of his throat. Gills, she believed they were but couldn't quite tell. 

"Is this your first time seeing someone from Orbar?" Thel asked, fluently in basic, noticing the particular way Vaiga stared at him. 

"Was I that obvious?" Vaiga chuckled. 

"No, but in my line of work, reading people becomes the job," Thel said. "This… Altaïr? Am I pronouncing it correctly?" he asked, adding emphasis.

"You are."