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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 Same

From the instant Altair had settled his eyes on Sterling Vahn, a strong disdain permeated his being. He could all but feel the man's envy towards him, including that supple sense of fear. Fear not brought by personal power but by who or what backed him—House Nier. 

The Count was a handsome man, a bit scrawny but handsome, with sandy blond hair that complimented his icy blue eyes. Tall, though two heads shorter than Altair. He was transcendent, yet he wore his emotions like a dress. It seemed a waste that such a man held such power but thought with his cock. 

Ashara's girls were good. They could no doubt capture even some gods, but that didn't matter to Altair. How could it? 

"Debt," Altair said slowly, deliberately. "Myra, was it?" 

"Myra Cendara," said Sterling hastily. The distress was quite evident. "Skin as pale as the moon, eyes as red as blood, a petite nose, almond-shaped eyes, and…."