Lord_Damocles

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?

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"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!!!!!"

Shadow of the Abyss

It wasn't until midnight that Altair's brush paused following the echos of a knock at his door. When he rose in a vale of discontent, he was reminded of his invitation and sighed, opening the door to Aurora's smiling face.

"Master," She bowed, noting his slight frown. "It would seem I've interrupted you."

"My fault," Altair remarked, unwilling to blame his servant for his lapse in judgment. This, too, was a teachable moment, he thought. " I should have given you the combination to my door. Come on in."

Aurora eyed the incomplete abstract piece with a sense of wonder, for she felt the madness washing through the flowing waters like a curling of extinction and the masked figure that stood above it all, free by only the winds dancing across her mask.

"That is… bewitching." she was able to say before Altair sent the canvas into his Draupnir, somewhat embarrassed. "Master, did you draw that? You're an artist?"

Iron Dawn