Queen Morgana Archelaus

Queen Morgana Archelaus

Before Devastation (B.C.)
Queen Morgana Archelaus of Archelon was a figure of unparalleled beauty and intellect. Her piercing violet eyes reflected an unyielding ambition, and her regal demeanor commanded both fear and admiration. Morgana was a master of arcane arts, often seen adorned in robes of shimmering fabric that seemed woven from moonlight and starlight. She ruled Archelon with an iron grip, viewing the kingdom’s mages as its most valuable resource. Under her guidance, Archelon became a beacon of magical advancement and cultural sophistication, known for its towering spires of enchanted crystal and its formidable magical defenses.

However, Morgana’s brilliance was matched by her disdain for what she considered mediocrity. She saw her three sons—Melchior, Balthasar, and Caspar—as talentless burdens, ill-suited to carry on her legacy. Though they possessed the bloodline of Archelon, they lacked the magical aptitude and ambition she demanded. This disdain festered into resentment, and Morgana openly favored the kingdom’s magical elite over her own children.

In her quest to craft the perfect heir, Morgana turned to the Ancient Tongue, weaving a spell of intricate and forbidden magic to create a child of her own design. Thus, Octavia was born—a radiant and gifted daughter who embodied the arcane potential Morgana craved. From birth, Octavia was marked by her brilliance, and Morgana showered her with affection and rigorous tutelage. Octavia became not only Morgana’s protégé but also the living manifestation of the queen’s ambitions.

After Devastation (A.D.)
The Cataclysm shattered Archelon’s grandeur and left its queen desperate. With magic silenced and her kingdom teetering on collapse, Morgana was forced to confront the fragility of her power. When Octavia was separated from her during the fracturing of the land, a deep wound was struck in Morgana’s heart, though her pride would never allow her to admit it. Alone and embattled, Morgana’s desperation drove her to make a fateful pact with infernal entities, offering the souls of her people in exchange for power to save her kingdom.

The queen who emerged from this pact was no longer the radiant figure of Archelon’s golden age. Her once-enchanting features became twisted and monstrous, her eyes burning with an unholy fire. Her regal robes now clung to a form corrupted by demonic energies, and her presence exuded both dread and awe. Morgana retained her sharp intellect and cunning, but her humanity was gone.

While her sons forged new nations far from Archelon, Morgana viewed their survival as inconsequential, continuing to harbor disdain for what she saw as their insignificance. Her heart remained tethered to Octavia, though not out of maternal love, but as a symbol of her lost perfection. Morgana’s reign turned Archelon into a hellish domain, its people transformed into the Daemon race, and she became a queen feared across Levelia—a warning of the cost of unchecked ambition.