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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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New Beginning [End of Book 3]

 "Let's end this quick. Teivel, make yourself known." 

The being that materialized in a mist of red made Altair's skin crawl to no end. There had been something about his eyes that didn't sit quite well within the Prince's gut. His five circles were indeed worrying, but that gaze of his seemed foul. 

The creature, if it was a creature, did appear human, yet its aura was the furthest thing from it; it grinned, portraying pristine teeth and fangs. Long, disheveled black hair masking those iridescent red eyes. 

Syris had told him about the assassin but had not been able to comment on his appearance due to the bandages and cloak they wore. But seeing his gaunt appearance, Altair found some semblance of him felt intimidated. As if what lay before him wasn't a part of the universe he inhabited. 

"Altair… Altair… Altair,' said Teivel camly. "How I've been looking for you. For just a boy, you are like an elusive blade of grass in the winds."