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    In a world where Tom Riddle’s dark ambitions falter, he faces a reality more cruel than the power he once craved. Stripped of grandeur, abandoned by those he sought to rule, and betrayed by his own delusions, Tom is left with nothing but the wreckage of what he built. When his nemesis, Albus Dumbledore, offers salvation, Tom accepts help from the last man he should trust, a man who, infuriatingly, refuses to let him die and forces him to face not only the darkness he carries, but the light he never believed could save him.

    Twelve years ago, 27-year-old Albus Dumbledore walked into Wool’s Orphanage and met a boy with darkness stitched into his bones, a boy who looked at the world as if it were already his to destroy. For seven years, he watched that boy grow sharper, colder, more dangerous. When Tom left Hogwarts at seventeen, Albus thought he was done with him, glad to see him go even. But six years later, when that boy returns a man, brilliant, broken, and impossible to forget, Albus learns the cruelest lesson of all: some monsters cannot be killed. Some have to be saved.

    Or: Walburga Black catches Tom in bed with her husband, curses him, and now he has to fuck Dumbledore to stay alive.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    You’ve done well. Rest now.

    “Have you memorized it well enough?” Dottore asked, with a grin that could be called a leer if there was even a hint of sensuality to it instead of the cold, clinical detachment in his gaze.

    “It’s my soul mark.” Childe rolled his eyes, his tone brittle as he barely concealed the ache in his heart and the sick swoop of fear in his stomach. “Of course I memorized it.”

    “Good. Because it may not come back, even once the Delusion is removed.”

    “I know.” Childe drew in a deep breath. “I’m ready. For Her Majesty.”

    He took one last look at the mark, black against his pale skin, and steeled himself for what was to come. Knowing Dottore, it was going to hurt.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    In which the Harbingers are all meddling uncles and aunties, and Tartaglia is the spoiled baby of the group (whether he likes to admit it or not). As uncles and aunties, how can they not intervene (read: swoop in like overprotective mama and papa bears) when they catch wind that not only is their youngest upset after his Liyue trip, but that the reason he's upset has to do with this mysterious "Mr. Zhongli" of Liyue?

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    07 Jun 2026

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    The mark is about the size of his palm, raised on his skin and glittering in the dim, bathroom light. The sparkle of a familiar constellation. It takes him a moment to remember the name: Lapis Dei.
    God of Stone.
    Ajax tries not to panic, but he can feel it crashing over him like a dark wave. Soulmates are supposed to be a myth, a fairy tale. Except now there’s a mark burned onto his skin.
    And his soulmate is the god he’s been sent to kill.

    The age of gods is over. As the humans of Teyvat industrialized, they have driven the adepti to near extinction and now hunt them for their energy.
    Thought dead for 300 years, the ancient god Morax has resurfaced, and Fatui Corp want his power for themselves. Their top assassin, Childe, embarks on his most dangerous mission yet—to hunt the Prime of the Adepti.
    Meanwhile, Morax is living a new life in disguise as the human Zhongli, working as an exorcist for Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. As one of the last of his kind, he must stay hidden at all costs.
    But the assassin and the god—bound to clash—couldn’t know that the strings of fate have coalesced to pull them together in a very different way....

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Ajax had a soulmate mark, just like about half the population of Teyvat did.
    If Ajax ever found his soulmate, he would pretend to be normal for them. He would observe from afar if possible, and make sure nothing happened to them. That no ailments ever came to them. That they never came to lack anything.
    That was the plan. Or, at least, it had been, until the Tsaritsa requested an audience with him alone and asked to see his mark.

    “Tartaglia,” she began, serious. “That is Morax, the Geo Archon.”

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    Or, Ajax is Morax' soulmate, the Tsaritsa ships him off to Liyue, and he has to pretend like he doesn't feel like he's not good enough for the Geo Archon.

    [the word count up to chapter 14 was 69 420 and i think i won't achieve something as beautiful ever again]

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    06 Jun 2026