Morgana is a woman of character, beauty and brains intertwined like the vines. While her family hailed from the city's slums and lived most of her childhood in poverty, she made the most of her assets to forge a new present for herself and a better future for herself and those who lent her a hand in her rise to power.
Now, living in the affluent part of the city of London, she had managed to create a firm specialized in IT and marketing often hired for productions of all sorts and complex IT solutions.
Competition was tough, however, and when her business partner departed the company to join the competition, she realized he had taken more than just experience, he had depleted the company's bank accounts and her personal ones too. He was no ordinary partner in a growing firm, he was her fiancé, which made the betrayal all the more cutting.
Now with bills pilling on her doorstep, employees and contractors seeking wages she could ill afford, mortgage about to fall into arrears, she was facing bankruptcy at every level. But, rather than wallow in misery, she took matters in her own hands and turned to darkness for help.
She had heard of otherworldly powers mingling in the city's underbelly. There were those in Whitechapel that practiced witchcraft, who were capable of crossing the line between the living world and those worlds beyond any normal human's grasp to tap into evil and obtain benefits, exactly what she needed. Desperate times required desperate measures.
Whatever the price asked, she would pay it. The question remained who would be summoned and what would they ask in return?
Goose bumps rose in her arms at that thought but she pushed weariness aside. Perhaps... she had been duped and robbed in broad daylight by mere powerless charlatans. Perhaps someone or something had heard her calling. 0
She sighed and continued to sip her drink at the club, waiting to finish the last glass before heading home at crack of dawn.
Now, living in the affluent part of the city of London, she had managed to create a firm specialized in IT and marketing often hired for productions of all sorts and complex IT solutions.
Competition was tough, however, and when her business partner departed the company to join the competition, she realized he had taken more than just experience, he had depleted the company's bank accounts and her personal ones too. He was no ordinary partner in a growing firm, he was her fiancé, which made the betrayal all the more cutting.
Now with bills pilling on her doorstep, employees and contractors seeking wages she could ill afford, mortgage about to fall into arrears, she was facing bankruptcy at every level. But, rather than wallow in misery, she took matters in her own hands and turned to darkness for help.
She had heard of otherworldly powers mingling in the city's underbelly. There were those in Whitechapel that practiced witchcraft, who were capable of crossing the line between the living world and those worlds beyond any normal human's grasp to tap into evil and obtain benefits, exactly what she needed. Desperate times required desperate measures.
Whatever the price asked, she would pay it. The question remained who would be summoned and what would they ask in return?
Goose bumps rose in her arms at that thought but she pushed weariness aside. Perhaps... she had been duped and robbed in broad daylight by mere powerless charlatans. Perhaps someone or something had heard her calling. 0
She sighed and continued to sip her drink at the club, waiting to finish the last glass before heading home at crack of dawn.
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