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

Upon his return some hours later, Thanatos permitted a sullen expression of grief, anger, and loathing to spread across his face. He'd never been in such a position before, never had to think on behalf of another, that demanded sacrifice. His life he could give, but what had been asked…

Presently, Thanatos stood amidst the highest peak of the Palace of Stygian, breathing in the icy gale fluttering across his cloak.

He sighed and said, "Why are you here?"

"Zag told me you were depressed," came the voice of Aurora entering the spire to spy a glance. "I had to see it myself."

Thanatos cursed his brother beneath his breath as Aurora crossed the distance in her hand a decanter of whisky and two glasses. "What happened?" she asked, pouring him a drink.

He accepted, swallowing the entirety in a single swig.

The distant silence became her answer before Thanatos broke it with his sultry voice. "I was ambushed…"

Atelia