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a dance of rebirth
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Ongoing, First published Sep 21, 2023
Mature
Martin Blackwood is Barnabas Bennett. Kind of. (MartinElias, but endgame is JonMartin.)
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Martin took a deep breath, double-checking his appearance in the mirror. He tried to look as best as he could- After all, he'd be having an interview with the Head of the Magnus Institute, Elias Bouchard.

Which was very nerve-wracking.

Truth be told, he'd always felt some sort of draw to the place, or at least the name. It felt oddly.. familiar.

As if there was something he should know, perhaps an old memory that he doesn't recall. Which was.. weird. He'd never faced anything out of the ordinary, or 'supernatural' either, so he had no reason as to why he felt as if he should recognize the institution in the first place.
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.."Barnabas Bennett". Martin couldn't say why, but he felt as if he'd heard that name before. As if there was a familiarity with it, yet one he could not name.

Barnabas sounded like a bit of an old name. Certainly not one that would be used often currently.
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