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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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Crown and Shadows I

By dawn, only a sliver of the accumulated fatigue Altair had managed to collect had trickled away; the rest weighed heavy on his mind. It would take at least a week for his soul exhaustion to fade, longer if he continued to use his omniscience. 

The halls were filled earlier than usual, with sounds of servants rising before their masters to prepare for the day. With the presence of the Duke Son, the Castillain, Stilar Kream, had given the order that the Young Master Nox De Nier was not to want from the moment he opened his eyes to the time he closed them. The order extended to the Young Masters, Pale Knights, who rode by his side.