#descensum

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Some Of My Favorites Of Michael Langdon’s Seven Wonders

Telekinesis  Transmutation Descensum 

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Afro-Witch Seven Wonders Type of Vibezzzz

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We can’t be together (Part 5) | Michael Langdon

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Thank you to everyone reading. I promise I’ll keep up with my writing pretty soon. Thank you for everything.

Descensum: Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

Y/n went walking around Robichaux. Girls stared at her with a curious look. She usually avoids them because of how weird they looked at her. From what Zoe told her, she became famous while on hell. Her powers were pretty special, but it was obvious she wasn't the supreme, so when she failed the seven wonders test, it turned to be a big surprise.

"Maybe you should teach something here, too." Zoe invited her, while on break from the class. "It would be nice to have you here helping me."

"Maybe yes, but I'm not feeling that well. I feel as if I was sick, or something."

“Have you told Cordelia about it?”

“Not really, she has been busy with Michael.”

Something heard from the entrance door. Both turned to look in that direction and walked to see what was it.

“Does Cordelia know we would arrive today?” Madison’s voice echoed in the hallway. Behold closed the door. “We need to tell her everything.”

“I called her before arriving, of course, she knows we are here.”

Zoe turned to look at Y/n and she just approached to them.

“Hey.” She hugged both of them and noticed a peculiar smoky smell in their clothes. “How did it go?”

“It’s pretty bad. I need to tell Cordelia everything and as soon as she lets me, I will tell you both.” Madison promised and Behold nodded tiredly.

“I’m glad you finally arrived,  let’s go to the office so you give me the complete report.” Cordelia appeared behind them and they followed her.

Once they were gone, Zoe patted Y/n’s shoulder.

“They don’t know anything about you. That’s for sure.”

“You may think I’m exaggerating but it’s not me the one I’m worried about.”

During dinner, they all sat at a big table. Y/n in the head of the table, Cordelia in the other one. They all drank and ate at the same time.

“Madison, it’s time for you to share what you discovered.”

“Apparently, Michael is the antichrist.” Madison started saying. “Since he was a child, he was terrible. His grandma killed herself before he had any chance of doing it.”

“As if she was a good mother, anyways.” Y/n murmured.

“What?”

“No, nothing.” Y/n grabbed another bite of her meat. “Continue.”

“So, then people tried to help him but they failed and well, we are dealing with the antichrist now.”

“But if people tried to help him, that means he is not as bad as we all think he is.” Y/n said and everyone gave her a weird look.

“Girl, did you hear what Madison said? He is the fucking antichrist.” Behold said to her seriously.

Then they continued talking about how they needed to think of something to get rid of him. She couldn't continue with what they said about him, about his past, talking about him as if he meant pure evil when she knew he wasn’t that. Her heart ached, and she felt some sadness and anger spreading around her body. Her cheeks were getting red, but she couldn’t control it.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?” Myrtle asked her and she denied.

“I think I’m going to bed early.”

“You look pale, dear. You definitely should go to rest a little.”

Y/n nodded, stood up and slowly walked to her bedroom. Once she arrived at the stairs, she almost fell. Something was wrong, she knew it. She continued walking until she arrived at her bedroom.

She started undressing and taking her jewelry off.

“They know you are the antichrist.” Y/n said loud enough for him to listen.

“Do they know about us?”

“No, they don’t.”

“Are you okay?” He stood up from the bed and went next to her.

“We can’t continue with this. I’m not strong enough for you.”

“What do you mean?”

“We can’t be together because you take away all my strength. And I’m not strong enough to be a supreme.”

“Why are you so pale?” Michael asked and she tried to stand up. “Are you sick?” He tried to touch her, but once he got his hand in her forehead, she fainted.

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Me begging Cordelia to let me do Descensum (in order to try to bring Michael back from hell) :

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Misty’s time in hell

I was thinking about what Papa Legba told Queenie regarding time moving differently in hell.

We know that witches can’t stay in their hell over sunup, otherwise they’re stuck, but we don’t really know when they can start going there. Like, can they go the minute after sunup and have the whole 24 hours until next sunup? lol (or probably when the sun goes down?)

We can assume though that during the seven wonders, they had about a few hours to perform Descensum. Same thing when Queenie performed it by herself. Let’s take this last event as a sort of measuring system.

If Queenie stayed in hell for about an hour, we can assume that 5 hell’s minutes amount to 1 real hour. (Bc Queenie felt like she’d been there for about 5 minutes)

So that means that Misty actually “felt” her stay in hell to be around 120 days, and not 4 real years. And that’s only if Queenie was there for 1 hour, because if she was there for 2, that number goes down to around 60 days.

I know that’s not really helpful, but at least we know she suffered less than 4 real years and that she thinks she has been away for a few months and not years.

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Boy Wonder/Descensum

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