What if forensics finds the answers?
What if they stole my fingerprints?
Where did I lose my book of matches?
We’ll find you
I wonder how afraid Morgott was of being found out. Serving a city that had they known, would have persecuted him for what he was despite his birthright. Hidden away from his subjects lest they learn his true nature. Giving his flesh a false name to walk freely with. He was of the Golden Lineage, was he not? And yet he served as Veiled Monarch, not Omen King. Aspiring to become Elden Lord and yet hounded away by thorns. A perceived rejection, although the source was mistaken. And yet despite his assessment he remained the Erdtree’s sole protector anyways.
I could write essays about Morgott I’m literally so deranged about him and understand him at such an absolutely fundamental level but also I’m totally normal. Btw.