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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 · แฟนตาซี
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Soul Weapon III

"What's going on?" Morrigan asked once she saw Altair's gaze come into focus again. 

Altair folded his arms. "War. Do you think this has anything to do with the Golden Crucible?" 

Without a moment's pause, Morrigan said, "No. That is highly unlikely. Terra is simply too valuable to have you killed." 

"She's right," Tasha added. "You are in possession of a talent that's rarely seen, even amongst devils and demons. So unless your existence threatens that organization, they wouldn't want you dead. They wouldn't even want a war. After all, War is the dumbest form of diplomacy." 

"She's right," said Morrigan. "War requires an enormous amount of resources. Think back on how easy it was to kill the king and queen of Earth a few months ago. Do you think they were ready for any major conflict?"