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“My brother Tagan was rigid about is duties, dogmatic. He made it easy to be the wastrel, troublemaking, vice-ridden younger brother. But on our birthdays, or in the winter when all the world was ungodly cold and dead, we’d travel to Berheim for outrageous bets and even more outrageous women. He brought his dice of fortune, which everyone claimed were loaded. The trick was that they were not loaded; he was just that good. So he’d allow the dice to be confiscated, his opponent would lay a ridiculous wager, and Tagan would clean the man’s purse down to the lint.”
― Maxx Whittaker, Temple of Cocidius: A Monster Girl Harem Adventure: Book 1

“A mortal lifespan is a blessing,” Tindra whispers over the gale. “It spares you the knowledge of corruption, conscription. There’s peace in believing the dead are dead, no matter your grief.”
― Maxx Whittaker, Temple of Cocidius: A Monster Girl Harem Adventure: Book 1

“A thousand lifetimes, yet I’m still a consul’s son, an idle noble boy laying in the sand. And I’m still brought to my knees by her.” He looks back to me. “I still make mistakes, and still win and lose battles. In my heart, I’m a man.” He attacks on that last word, a lightning quick snap of his wrist so sudden it almost lands. Instincts screaming, I dart back in time, my blade coming up for a block that barely holds. The crack reverberates across the clearing, sending a column of fussing birds into the air. The impact snaps me from the last of my lassitude, and I laugh. “That was black hearted.” “Well, I’m also a god.” Crispin’s eyes are merry. “Who do you think taught men to cheat?”
― Maxx Whittaker, Temple of Cocidius: A Monster Girl Harem Adventure: Book 1

“A god is a man at his heart. But outside he is a god.”
― Maxx Whittaker, Temple of Cocidius: A Monster Girl Harem Adventure: Book 1