To defend her home.

This was all that Morgana cared for and what she strove to do for billions of years.

She cared not for the purpose and crusade that were passed down to her from her predecessor about the Desolate Mausoleum. All she wanted was to protect the place she had known all her life and came to love!

One of the biggest things to allow one to do this was none other than the Sword of Avalon.

Since she first heard the legend of this Sword, she had aspirations for it.

Then she grew powerful enough to even trek across Insula Avallonis to try and pull this sword, but she was exposed to the terrifying reality of this sword never budging an inch!

To her, this was akin to being told she was not worthy.

So she redoubled her efforts.

She went to the war fronts and areas of most conflict as she pushed back against the forces of Primordials and Dimensional Hellion Rulers.

She did this for countless years until she even attained the title of a Dimensional Ruler!

The moment she did so, she had returned to Insula Avallonis again as she grasped the hilt of the Sword of Avalon and pulled.

And yet...the result was the same.

She tried to seek guidance and understanding from the protector of the Sword of Avalon, but she could remember the cold words of Guinevere even then.

WAA!

received before that made her

in the Fundamental Natural Law of Providence as things

had said

only shaken her head and sunk back into the lake, Morgana spending the next thousand years sitting on the same serene waters of this lake as she stared at

the stone it was bound to. So when the existence she looked up

Stone that she knew all too well, the unfathomable being

based on the sequence of events, the foreboding

she dreamed of and strove to attain for years...would she really be forced to watch as someone else

she watched the powerful right hand of the devilishly handsome

stopped as her hair was released, Guinevere releasing her and giving her the choice to continue watching

as he arrived before the Sword

area as it would disintegrate quaker beings, yet it was nourishment for him as it surged into his body and caused

was a scene she had seen a few times when looking through Aids and

if he held no chance of succeeding...but there was a level of intricacy to it that would grant

wanted to manipulate to achieve an astonishing

WA! WA! WA!

symphony of glory and valor

concept- an exquisite Relic

SHIING!

hand came in contact, a luminous glass of light erupted out as

force or pull, and

journey as they had all failed, so how was

Layer entirely born of Avalon Essence as through it, he had transformed a Clone into a Body that could exemplify

Dimensional Reality as this

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