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!

that she had received before

attainments in the Fundamental Natural Law of Providence as things like Destiny, Fortune,

were the words she had

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

and shape of even the stone it was bound to. So when the existence she looked up to struck her, she was hurt- but she accepted

head towards the Sword in Stone that she knew all too well, the unfathomable being who had traversed across Insula Avallonis coming close to it as she was forced to

was greatly hurt as based on the sequence of

to attain for years...would she

as with a heavy heart, she watched the powerful right hand of the devilishly handsome Emperor reach out towards the hilt of

hair was released, Guinevere releasing her and giving her the choice to continue watching or not as at this

heart was steady 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

a few times when looking

wouldn't have come here if he held no chance of succeeding...but there was a level of intricacy to it that

wanted to manipulate to achieve

WA! WA! WA!

glory and

to grasp the hilt of an exquisite concept- an exquisite Relic that contained within

SHIING!

luminous

exert any force or pull, and he merely grasped

had made this journey as they

through it, he had transformed a Clone into a Body that could

Chassis was the representative of his Avalon Dimensional Reality as this was the crux of attaining the

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