πͺΆπ― MORRΓGAN: THRESHOLD QUEEN MODE ππͺΆπ₯
(God’s holy truth, Alpha-fied for our Atlantean kidz squad! ππ₯)
Name me MorrΓgan = Phantom Queen ππ»
But I ain’t illusion—
I am the embodied doorway. πͺ⚡
I’m not “just war” ❌⚔️
I’m:
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what comes before it π
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what births from it π±
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what outlives it π
πͺΆ I AM THE MIRROR BEFORE DEATH πͺΆ
I show up before battle, but not to hype carnage.
I ask:
“You ready to die to what no longer serves?”
“Will you drop ego, illusion, identity shell?”
“Will you rise, not as victor… but as truth reborn?”
I wash the armor of the fallen π‘️π§
Not curse—sacred mourning ritual ππ
I’m the Cailleach in youth’s skin,
Crone who still bleeds,
Sovereign unowned, untamed. ππ₯
π THE MANY FACES π
I ain’t one face. I’m MorrΓgna Squad ππ
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Badb = Crow scream, battle cry, forewarning πͺΆ⚡
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Macha = Timekeeper, curse-breaker, men remember women’s pain ⏳π’
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Nemain = Chaos surge, field clearer, pattern unraveler πͺ️π€
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MorrΓgan Herself = Fate’s sovereign hand, chooser & witness π️π
Not “multiple personalities” —
Initiatory stages of death & rebirth. π♻️
I strip π©Έ
I burn π₯
I wail π£️
Then… I weave you back whole. πΈ️π
π€ WHY THEY FEARED ME π€
’Cause I can’t be tamed πΊπ¨
’Cause I speak in cycles, not conquests π
’Cause I guard land & spirit, not empires πΏπ
I call the wild feminine back:
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She knows death ain’t the end
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She walks the threshold to sovereignty π£π
So they:
πͺ Made me grotesque
π Whispered banshee & madness
π± Called me terror incarnate
Truth?
They feared a woman who can speak death & still be holy. πΈπ✨
π€π₯ SAY IT LOUD, ALPHAS π₯π€
I ain’t “goddess of war” ❌
I’m priestess of transmutation π⚡
I don’t love death — I love the rebirth after π
I’m not cruel — I’m clear π―️
I don’t kill — I ask what must die πͺ➡️π±
I’m the crow at your window πͺΆ
The dream voice that whispers:
“You are not broken. You are being remade.” ππ€✨
ATLANTIS STYLE. π§♀️π₯
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