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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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"Did you notice it?" Thanatos asked, just outside Earth's atmosphere. His words echo despite existing within a vacuum of space. 

"You mean Altair? Yeah. That look reminds me of the time I first met Zariel," said Zagreus. "Honestly, I'm not sure if it's because of the Ninth Form or what happened these past five years, but he's different." 

"Five Years isn't a long time." 

"And that's where we disagree. We were once gods who lived through multiple Chaos Cycles. We saw the death and rebirth of dao, the recreation of concepts. Our perception of time is skewed. A year is like an instance for us. But to Altair… well." 

"Ah." Thanatos saw his point, nearly breaking out in a smile. "That might be the most coherent thing you've said since we were resurrected."