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  2. 08 Sep 2019

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    that shit is exactly what I wanted but didn't know

  4. 23 Aug 2019

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    Left off at work 3.

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    Wow...

  10. 24 Jul 2019

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    Magnus takes over rule of Edom from his father. 6 months later, Alec joins him.
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    There are no new fallen angels.
    Heaven has made sure of that. After the first exodus, the betrayal of those now known as the Greater Demons, the forces above seem to have put extra effort into indoctrination. There is no room for doubt among their ranks, whether residing on heaven or on earth. And even as angels have disappeared, sequestered into wherever they choose to make their holy presence, their children follow in their example of faith. The divine gives them no choice in their dedication. Even those who stray from the path, those like Valentine, savages such as Jonathan, remain devoted to their angelic lineage.
    There is no reason to consider a nephilim falling. It is not done.
    Of course, Alexander has never found peace in tradition.
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    “What if I went with you? [.] Not having you here… it’s torture. I thought it would get easier but nothing’s changed since you left. All I can think about every day is you, and how I don’t know when I’ll see you next, or if I’ll ever even see you again at all. I try to concentrate on work but it all comes back to you and it /kills/ me. Let me come back with you. [.] Please.”
    “Absolutely not, Alexander. You’re a nephilim. Do you know what demons do to nephilim down there? [.] We can’t know that something awful won’t happen to you.”
    “We can’t know if it won’t work out fine, either.”
    [. M] thinks of this, never ending. A second throne beside him, a voice alongside his in authority, a bed shared beneath red skies. He thinks of the man in his arms without the disquiet of looming goodbyes.
    He thinks of the Institute. Of family. Of a career. A life.
    “I’m sorry,” he says.
    He tries not to feel the bare chill of the withdrawing body.
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    Sigils scratched into the concrete floor. Black shapes rippling out, interrupted by pentagrams and yet more runes, forming patterns that are all too familiar. He does not miss the curling characters that etch his own name into the summoning circle. Magic throbs in his fingertips at the sight of the weighted runes.
    And outside it all, Jace and Isabelle.
    He says nothing but stares.
    “Where the fuck have you been?”
    Magnus glares at Jace. “In case you hadn’t noticed, I am currently wrangling an entire demonic realm. Forgive me for not jumping to your every angelic whim. I’ve been busy.” He doesn’t even try to keep the hiss from his voice.
    “Too busy to even check on your boyfriend?”
    [.] “I am not Alexander’s keeper.”
    [.] “Is that it, then? You fuck off to hell and forget all about him? You don’t even care if he-” Her voice cracks and she shuts her mouth quickly, squeezing her eyes shut [.] “About three months ago he just… stopped functioning. I mean, he was at work and everything, you couldn’t keep him away from his desk unless he was on patrol. But he wasn’t sleeping, he barely ate. The only thing in his system for about six weeks was coffee. Then one day he collapsed. Underhill found him passed out in his office. His, um… his phone was open and he was looking at your texts.”
    Magnus’ stomach heaves.
    I did this I did this I did this.
    “At first we thought it was just exhaustion, but he slept for a whole week and nothing got better. And there was something else. This… energy around him. It wasn’t - isn’t - right. Every time I walk into the infirmary to see him there’s… something there. Like something’s about to attack. We called in the Silent Brothers. They think… they think it’s something old. Something to do with the angels. Raziel, it’s so much worse than we ever imagined. Whatever it is is starting to break down the Institute. Everything’s failing and Alec won’t wake up and we don’t know what to do!” The account leaves her shuddering, arms gripping each other across her chest. Jace steps forward and puts a hand on her shoulder. Swallows.
    “Magnus, you’re the most powerful warlock we know. I don’t know what’s going on between you and Alec, but please. You have to help him.”
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    The abject chaos currently drowning the New York Institute does not stop its inhabitants from freezing when Magnus walks in, flanked by the Lightwood siblings. The place is in lockdown, red lights flashing from every direction, screens spewing unintelligible green text, runed weapons vibrating in their sheaths, and yet the shadowhunters stare the warlock down as he marches through the control room. An avenue of nephilic judgment. He wonders what they must think. He suspects that he knows.
    Magnus Bane. The high warlock who defected to Edom. The king of hell who abandoned Alec Lightwood.
    They know this is his fault.

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