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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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344 Chs

Eternal Slumber

Altair awoke groaning, clutching his pounding head that still ached in memory of the Realm of Spirit. The day Duke Leto had mentioned that Altair was Semi Omnipitant, he wanted to claim he was talking out of his ass, but as he looked up towards the sun that hadn't shone in years that the thought faded. 

"I'm alive…" He muttered, glancing at Reina, holding his palm unconscious. 

"Awake! Awake!" The Crow shrieked, circling the boy's chest; it landed on his head to peak at his nose. 

"You're out," he rasped, his throat so dry his voice sounded like a saw on wood. "Where is Thaan, Zag and Master?" 

"They left a month ago," Answered the Crow, batting its wings. "The Silver Hair one… she's a Royal. Strongest I've ever felt. She said for you to catch up."