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

[You have Acquired the Sword of the Heavenly Raijin]

Description: Born from the infernal rage that had buried into Raijins heart. The Sword of the Heavenly Raijin is meant to channel all the raw emotions of the soul into the blade.

Altair was all smiles, taken aback by the way the Sword of the Heavenly Raijin sword art didn't require Mana but rather called forth the Vale Qi within his Dantain. He paled a little at the sudden drain but kept his head high, peering at the devastation brought by Indignation. The lightning had destroyed everything, turning the earth to cracked glass and trees to ash.

"How's that, Lu Chen!" Altair demanded.

Reunion