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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!!!!!"

Lord_Damocles · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
450 Chs

Queen Dowager

Elena could not believe it, even though it had happened moments before. She was holding her cheeks, the sting of her father's lashing still there. It burned her, searing her of a shame she never knew she had. 

"Father." The word felt strange, almost alien, on her tongue. She had uttered these words all her life, but at this moment, they felt out of place. The figure before her was not her father but the Marquess Yandar Rivia. 

The Marquess was not a very tall man. He was a head taller than Elena, yet he seemed to tower over her with those burning grey eyes. He was old and could pass as her brother, certainly not her father. But there was agelessness to him. A solemness that predestined greatness. 

"Marquess," she corrected herself as fast as the word came. "Nox was unconscious."