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Age: 39
Historic:
After destroying both gods of the Moon and Sun at the price of Stella's life, it would've been time for everything to be over, for the team to receive the wishes Noxus promised to grant, but, well, life isn't pretty fair. Xeroc, the old god Noxus himself once worshiped, used Morgan as a vessel to inflict a fatal damage on Noxus on what was supposed to be a simple hug. This attack was responsible to weaken his state at the point of taking his capacity of surviving without Kyu's (the one that killed Morgan) help, since he could synthesize energy to give to Noxus, keeping him intact, even if too weak.
For now, Morgan works as a kind of leader of a "cult" inside the place Noxus created as a way to preach hope, even if he, himself, is slowly loosing all of his hope. Once again, his goal is to kill a god, this time, Xeroc. Even if he has limited time, 6 months to be precise, whatever it takes, he will save this universe, no matter if he dies on the process.
Personality:
Morgan had his personality mildly fragmented because of the different occasions he had to live in, seeming extremely peaceful when sensing any type of innocent beings, people who are well-intentioned by all means, he appears as a kind person that respects as much as is respected, following his own sayings when it comes to the good alignment.
However, when it comes to bad-intentioned people, mainly the ones without redemption, he is strict, apathetic at best, as for him a judgment mustn't follow emotions. For them, he is silent, yet his gaze didn't show apathy, there was deception, not hatred, maybe for them, maybe for himself.
Despite the fragmentation, Morgan still kept key-traits, such as bodily reactions to pressure, he constantly trembles, fidgets with his own hands, nervous of what may happen, even through the apathy. He knows he could never truly separate who he is, at least, not like this.
His hopelessness (despite being given the title "Reign of Hope" on the cult) is still something that haunts him as much as his fear of what might happen. Often being caught on panic or anxiety attacks, leading him to isolation, at least the times when he's not afraid of the possibility of causing harm to himself. Frequently overworking not to think too much, of course, paying the price for this, might even be consider hypocrisy on how he tells others they shouldn't tire themselves up but still commits his to himself, needing to be reminded not to overwork often.
