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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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Acolytes of the Old Gods III

Zyran Arcemas, Acolyte of the Mighty King of the Gods Zeus, stood at the heart of the city of Zampis, his eyes fixated on the Spear of Indra, the legendary weapon he held in his hand. As he gazed upon it, he felt a sudden jolt of energy, as if the spear was alive and pulsing with the power of the Primal God of Thunder and Lightning. Yet his arm was shaking. The Spear of Indra, a weapon forged from the bones of countless gods, was shaking. 

Had it felt something to constitute such a reaction of fear? Yet what could cause the Spear of Intra such turmoil?