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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 · Fantasy
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343 Chs

Duel Arena I

Outside her door to her barracks, frozen in place with a heavy heart, Aurora stood wearing a downcast expression. 

"What's wrong?" Talia said from behind, peeping her head over her shoulders. 

"... I'm dead." She finally whispered as the meaning sank in. The thought still mystified her as her fingers now began to tremble. "This is my afterlife." 

"Or your second life," Talia uttered with a soft grin. "It is for me, Kirr and Jorm, whose lives were considered disposable. Ready to be tossed aside by people we shared blood with." She patted her on the shoulder, shaking her head. " And it's not like you're truly dead. You can still eat, talk, spit, pee, poo, and best thing ever, no more periods." 

"Seriously?"