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I’ve taken what they’ve given me and turned it into a mockery of them. I will turn it into what destroys them. If they want me to be a monster one step closer to God, that’s fine.
In what world was their God ever a benevolent one?

"Reformation. And all for what? For Theo to fail? Like he always
does?"


okay I hate this guy but this is hitting to close to home. and it's really weird reading from someone's point of view when they have your name.

The next noise Benji makes is not a shriek. It’s a whimper. It
crawls up from his throat like a dying thing.
Those eyes are still his. Seraph hasn’t touched them. They’re a
little red, strained, but they’re his.


when the book is so good you have a dream about the ending

Seraph spreads its wings of fire in the hollow expanse of my chest, where my insides used to be.
Walking away from them is a mercy they don’t deserve.
Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.

If you feel the Flood within you, do not fret.
God is calling you home.

My boyhood threatened to destroy me unless I looked it in the eye. I’m not going to let Seraph do that to me too.

The feathers tattooed on his back sear like a cattle brand. Like hellfire.
“Seraph will go to the church,” Nick manages, “and if it comes to it, it will be given to the Vanguard.”
That is his job. He will do his job.

Our redemption, our eternal life, lies only in
this: an eye for an eye, a plague for a plague.

Stop. Don’t think about him. Don’t think about Theo. None of it
matters anyway, because none of it will ever happen. The Flood will
break me like it breaks everything else, and I need to keep the
monster away from the Angels.

don't think about me then I guess, I see how it is /j

(there's nothing like getting jumpscared by seeing your own name in a book ToT)