Adopt Morana

“Adopt Morana — your personal guide in the Underworld.”

“All roads end. Mine simply begins where yours stops.”

Mage / Controller / Soul Manipulator

Species: hybrid of dragon and "Anubis"

price 800$

includes:

SFW\NSFW versions, wings\no wings as you wish

story line

My patrons can ask for 2 small closeups, special offer for patrons if you buy in next two days price will be 700$

Lore

(I can't say that I was inspired by my friend's story and what happened to her, cause it's absolutely awful, but I want to write this lore based on her situation and in the name OF HER LOVE. Poor girl, she didn't deserve what happened to her. I believe your first love will be eternal, rip🙏)

Long before the shadows knew her name, Morana was just a village girl with sunlight in her eyes. She lived simply: flowers in her hair, warm hands in his, laughter echoing through summer fields. She loved her mate with a devotion so deep it seemed unbreakable. And he loved her fiercely, promising to return from every journey, no matter how far he had to go.

But war never keeps its promises. The day he fell, the world lost its color. Morana waited at the gates for soldiers who never came back. When they finally brought her the news, something inside her cracked — quietly, like a last breath.

She wandered the land for months, hollow, drifting between nightmares and memories. Sleep did not soothe her; dawn did not warm her. In her heart lived only one truth: Life had no meaning without him. In desperation, she sought the forbidden. Legends whispered about an ancient Black Magic Lord who ruled the border between life and death — a being who took no pity, but granted every wish… if the price was steep enough.

Morana found him in a forgotten shrine deep beneath the earth. She fell to her knees and begged: “Take my life. I do not need it anymore.” But the Lord of Darkness looked into her shattered soul and saw not weakness, but power — raw, pure, and burning with grief. Instead of death, he offered her something else:

A new form.
A new purpose.
A path through the shadows from which no mortal ever returns unchanged.

He whispered: “You seek death. I give you eternity.” The moment she accepted, her heart froze and her body dissolved into shadow. Love turned to sorrow, sorrow to power. Morana rose as the Guide of the Underworld — a being who walks between realms, gathering lost souls and leading them to their final rest. Yet in the deepest silence of the underworld, when no one hears, she still whispers his name. Because even a goddess of death remembers what it meant to love.