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

The Ball had stretched deep into the night, its festivities spanning for hours as platters of food and goblets of wine were passed around. The revelers, both men and women, were all in a state of intoxication, their senses flitting between the realm of reality and the ethereal mist of the night.

It had been quite the sight, leaving Syris to giggle. "Is this what gods perceive mortals to be?"

Altair raised a brow. She had a point. The stronger his perception had become, the more he could see how mortals could be considered mindless drunks before their eyes. Perhaps it had been his arrogance, yet the more he watched them lost in the wine, the more he found himself relating to Syris's words.

He grinned, "Well said. Is this also going into your Bible?"

"I'll have to spews-it-up, but perhaps," Syris said, her lips perking into a lovely smile. "Perhaps I'll compare the perception of a god to the relation between a child and a parent."

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