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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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The Chimera IV

Through several feet of snow, The Prince and Nephilim traveled, tripping over their feet every couple of meters, stopping to pee as they drunkenly staggered toward the hunt, singing songs of war on each other shoulders whist dragging a corpse behind them, the duo herded themselves towards the Chimera. Their cheeks flushed like that of a crisp apple. And their bellies full with a ball of fire. 

[Divine Being, "she Who Hunts' laughs at the drunken hunt below]

[Divine Sin, 'Archeon' approves of this hunt]

[Divine Being, 'Debaucherous Wine,' nods at the blessing of wine]

Swallowed by snow that cradled their little arms and shoulders like weights, Altair and Riena drunkenly raced ahead, their arms over one another, to a particular location they had once visited. 

"There!" Reina yelped, covering her mouth, as her echo stirred the snow.