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's all gone…" Davos said, shrouded by waves of sand cascading beneath the endless night. Dunes rustled, forming large canyons forged of sand that seemed nearly endless, propelled by Dead Laws that altered the state of reality. Ensuring no life could exist within this desert biome.

He didn't recognize the land anymore. It had all been claimed beneath another king after his defeat by the hands of one of the Monarchs of Hell. His land was conquered, the men, woman, and children he'd once reared perhaps torn asunder by some unknown lord, only to meet his end by another.

His world was no longer the bright heavenly realm he had spent nearly a chaos cycle molding from nothing but a dust-filled dune in which nothing could exist.

"The Strong Eat The Weak," he muttered, closing his eyes, burdened by sorrow that echoed from his depths. He sighed. "If a land cannot survive without its king, does it deserve to survive?"

The Primordial