Author: Lord_Damocles

Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Lord_Damocles 1136 in week My end was not majestic, my beginning was not beautiful, but I will make damn sure that I rise once more. No more shall I bend a knee, no more shall I hide, no more shall I cower. No more shall the light guild my path, for only Darkness remains. *** Killed by the universe's greatest killer, Truck-Kun. My existence was twisted as I gazed up at King-Yama, staring down at me with revulsion, “You sick bastard, you ate people.” He bellowed, glaring at me with disgust. Snorting, I gathered my courage raising my head high and proud, my voice carrying a hint of pride, “So what, have you ever tried it...Let me ask you, have you ever had sex.” A bewildered expression hung on his rugged appearance as he absentmindedly nodded. A slight smirk crossed my face as I declared, “then have you ate ass,” “WHAT!!!” He balled in panic, shivering like a guilty man on trial. “HAHA, you call me disgusting, but it appears you were sucking ass, now that is truly disgusting. I don't judge, but if you ask me, I will stick to cannibalism.” “THAT NOT A FAIR COMPARISON, YOU LITTLE SHIT,”

Shadow of the Abyss

Lord_Damocles 11 in week The Old Gods are gone. Lost and Forgott, their honor shattered and their kingdoms brok by treachery. The Peace of the Myriad Heavs has be severed. And from the ashes of war and chaos, the Twin Towers of Babel have be created as a beacon of hope. Can Altair, a child born of the Old Gods whose name has long since be forgott, survive, or will he be cast into the Nine Hells?***"So..." Arse continued, joying 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 T Commandmts: 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 happ. Four…Bro's before hoes isn't a thing. The hoes come first. Remember, Booty is more important than Wa— ""STOP!!!!!"