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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

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He'd changed. Syris thought glaring. It hadn't been obvious, but be it the way he spoke or the way he smiled and laughed, the grace with which he did so felt so wrong like it was a scheme to give him what he wanted. 

"You're such a dick!"

Altair shrugged his shoulders, allowing a smile to rise across his lips. "Have I ever told you I quite like your eyes? They are like two pale blue sapphires. Peerless beneath the Heavens." he reached for them, curling a finger across her cheeks, brushing a strand of her silvery hair away. 

"W-W-What are you saying! Dummy!" Slapping his hand away, Syris leaped back like a nimble cat, her finger reeling up and down. "You can't say stuff like that! I-I-I'll tell Ren!" 

"Please do… Ren will surely have an interesting expression."