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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 · 奇幻
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454 Chs

Sif

It had started to rain as Altair led Athena up the serpentine stairs of the Palace of Sunset towards the spire that overlooked all of Zamphis; from north to south and from east to west, they stood, taking in the ruined city that had barely recovered from not that long ago. Still, even on fire, the city looked encompassingly beautiful. 

As they sat down at the table, which had been prepared, Altair faintly smiled as he looked at the Goddess of Wisdom. She looked uncomfortable, although he was sure that was just an act—a trap to play to his ego. She'd used such tactics before. 

"I'm thinking of turning the Twelve Acolytes into nobles that work beneath me," Altair said, and a spark of surprise pulsed from those amber eyes of hers. "What do you think." 

"They tried to kill you." 

'And you didn't just now?" Altair responded.