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Jason Grace and The Land of Fire and Ice (Magnus Chase x HoO Crossover)

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Reads 3,495
Votes 115
Parts 10
Time 2h 46m

As I felt the stab in my back, I first thought of maybe having a shot a rebirth, or at least make Elysium. 

Well, the fates and a certain mouthy Valkyrie who's obsessed with SnapBacks has other ideas. 

With her and a curly haired bookworm, we travel through numerous worlds to find Magnus, Alex and a missing Valkyrie. Whilst, you know, going through family complications and inner demons like every 16-year old demigods ever. 

Even dead, I can't take a break.All Rights Reserved

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