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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
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454 Chs

Second Scenario

"I'm going to start on the tower in a few months," Syris said, leading him back toward the Temple of Teleportation. "Master says that I won't reach my full potential if I don't experience true battle." 

Altair felt some way about that. "I don't like it that you get to spend more time with my dad than I do." 

Syris's footsteps paused midstep, continuing with her laughter ringing across the hall. She threw herself around Altair and kissed his cheek. "You know… if we are to marry, then that would make him my dad too." 

That made Altair snort. He knew he was behaving childishly, but for some reason, he was a little jealous. Ever since he was a boy, Tenebrae had told him stories about his father. She had never spoken of him by name, but the stories she had told him planted a seed in his mind—a seed of curiosity he couldn't deny.