#morgiana

Hylas's Rose Sugar Shaker

Mayla's Lavender Milk Cooler (Basically a pup cup)

Her "Chains of Starlight" tour takes place in Hercules's World.

Morgiana (1972)

Yeah, previous last comment was true but also a pun.

Morgiana's back out cold. Honestly, that's fair, she did just take a beating. Alibaba is, like, somewhat still there. Also, Alibaba, have some better priorities I beg you.

;;;;; this is super sweet

Sending this one bc it's a damn good panel, but also how tf is he still conscious. Alibaba your endurance amazes me.

Ha! It kinda looks as if Sharrkan was leaning on Masrur!

(I genuinely like Masrur/Sharrkan)

You can tell his ass ain't listening.

Morgiana looks like she has tears in her eyes. Wreck that fucker.

HA

Valid fury. Fuck them up, guys. Fuck them all up.

Damn bro never heard of Fanalis huh

Nobody gives a shit, bro. Die.

Th

Pathetic

Lovely murderous look.

Fanalis genetics sure are strong.

That's. Definitely a pose.

Masrur was actually surprsied?

Dunno what can I possibly say about this, so have Masrur looking good.

Mhmmm, is he?

Eye

Fucking terrifying tbh

Lol

LMAO TAKE THAT

Oh wow I can see inside his arm, actually.

Last thing you'll see before death.

:)

Masrur's HV explained!

Actually a pretty cool thing about his HV, this drawback. I wish we saw more HV's with some side effects.

Mhm, pretty sure it was the "overwhelmed with rage" here.

I kind of wish I could say more about this chapter, but, honestly, I can't come up with anything. Maybe I'll end up thinking about it a bit more later. Like, overall it's quite action heavy, but also nothing particularly new to the reader, y'know? There's Masrur caring about Morgiana a lot confirmed, so that's cool, Masrur can get really fucking mad no matter how blank his face can sometimes look and not much if anything can stop him when this happens, and we get the explanation for how his HV works... Besides that, what can I say? We've seen Bararaq Kauza before, happy to get the explanation, but it wasn't strictly necessary. We know Fanalis are strong as fuck, too... Like, it's a good chapter and that fucker totally deserved to get wrecked, but that's kinda all I can say.

My son so beautiful

Smol

Aww

Ah

Not sure what to say beyond sending pics for now. They really finished this entire fucking shitshow in the Dungeon to be greeted by this, huh. Also, where's Dunya?

;;;;;

They look. Kind of funny.

Also. Woaw. The only (1) character on a wheelchair, and he's an evil pervert. Just. What do I even say to this.

Yeah, yeah, there's Kouen in, what, last chapter of the entire manga? That hardly does Ohtaka any favors. You can also argue that he's disabled because he was evil, like his disability being kamric punishment or something. All around not a good look. But I'll get to these with time.

Man, he was trying to help Aladdin up, but Aladdin can't stay upright, he's so exhausted. God, I love Alibaba holding him;;;

So many good Alibaba pics this chapter.

Yeah, I'd be freaking tf out, too.

Sucks to be everybody. Also, you can actually tell Alibaba's shielding Morgiana! Admittedly, in my normal read I never focused enough to see it here.

Everybody's fucking dead

Why are people always kicking him when he's down.

I'd send these picks separately, but, well, image limit, my greatest foe. Anyway. ;; and there she is!!

;;;

You're still very, very wounded! You're literally barely standing!

Randomly makes me kinda wonder how awful she must feel, having missed all that mess with Dunya. Awful, most likely. She was so excited about her Household Vessel and being able to do more for everybody, and turned out because of how HV's activation drained her, she wasn't there to support them against a much stronger foe than Fake!Zagan. Like, it's kind of bullshit, if she didn't do all that they all would've just straight up died, but I... kind of wish that's how Morgiana thought about it. Maybe not now, cuz there's stuff happening rn, but later. Just, rethinking Zagan and stuff.

Like, she was kinda ready to go all out, wasn't she? She's always ready to give it her all to support her loved ones. But if she gives it her all, what's left? She can't help anybody if she's dead. I genuinely don't remember if it's tackled later or not, but if it's not, it's a huge fucking shame, tbh. It could be an interesting part of her self-worth/love arc. Her slowly becoming... a bit more cautious, y'know? Like, she trusts her abilities and for a good reason, but it's not actually a victory-secured card. In the Morgiana Arc, Fatima got her using poison. She went there confident she could protect herself, but did not anticipate somebody actually knowing about Fanalis and/or using poison. Perhaps she didn't know, but that's also kind of the point - she went there lacking information - probably assuming she'll wing it if she has to - and it could have cost her greatly. Earlier in Zagan Arc she activated her HV, but she did not know how much would it actually drain her.

Would've been cool to see her work on that.

Title drop! And she looks awesome here!

And things went to hell real quick.

She looks so fucking young here. She's, what, 15? Damn.

Like, I could do like some pseudoanalysis of these guys, but, admittedly, fuck them.

Do we. Do we ever talk about this? Is it, like, for real?

Fuck that guy.

The way it's drawn reminds me a little of that Fanalis cry thingy-

TAKE THAT, BITCH

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Sorry for full pages, but well fucking desevred imo.

You're more sturdy than people give you credit for, Alibaba.

Also, I love that Yamraiha caugth Aladdin, but Sharrkan didn't bother, Morgiana catch him.

She looks so happy!;; And he looks shocked/awestruck.

Genuinely looks murderous

So do the rest of them, tbh. These Al-Thamen guys are not surviving this arc.

Summary:

Mozenrath is minding his own business in the Outside World until he overhears Bradford Buzzard threatening to erase magic. Mozenrath responds in the pettiest, most Mozenrath way possible: weaponized mango mooncakes.

Warnings:

Modern AU, petty sorcery, food‑based revenge, mild crack vibes, Mozenrath being Mozenrath.

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Hot Topic smelled like incense, vinyl, and teenage rebellion. Mozenrath fit right in.

He stood in the middle of the store, black coat sweeping behind him like a dramatic cape, judging a wall of band tees with the same intensity he used to judge incompetent sorcerers.

He wasn’t doing anything suspicious.

He wasn’t plotting anything.

He wasn’t even hexing anyone.

He was just… shopping.

And drinking a Starbucks black coffee so bitter it could strip paint.

He lifted the cup, took a sip, and muttered under his breath:

“This tastes like despair. Perfect.”

That’s when he heard it.

Not clearly — just background noise drifting from the mall corridor. Bradford Buzzard’s monotone corporate drone and Scrooge McDuck’s booming Scottish thunder. They were arguing about something, voices rising and falling like two angry geese.

Mozenrath tuned it out.

Until he heard it.

Until the words cut through the noise like a blade.

“No magic.”

Then:

“Erase magic entirely.”

Mozenrath froze mid‑sip.

The coffee hovered near his mouth.

His eye twitched.

His soul left his body, circled the mall, came back wearing brass knuckles.

Erase magic?

Erase his magic?

Erase his mother’s magic?

Absolutely not.

He set the coffee down on a shelf of Nightmare Before Christmas mugs and whispered:

“Oh, you picked the wrong sorcerer today.”

He could confront them.

He could blast them.

He could turn Bradford into a duck‑shaped mamluk and call it a day.

But that would draw attention.

And Mozenrath was trying — trying — to be subtle in the modern world.

So he thought:

“What would Mother do?”

Then:

“What would Mother bake?”

Then:

“Mooncakes.”

His lips curled into a slow, wicked smile.

He went home.

Pulled out Morgiana’s mango mooncake recipe — the one she used during festivals, the one he pretended he didn’t remember by heart.

He baked.

Perfectly.

Then he added the potion.

Not a romantic love potion.

Not mind control.

Just a taste‑obsession enchantment — a spell that made the eater fall hopelessly, embarrassingly addicted to the flavor.

A potion that said:

“You don’t love me.  

You love the mooncake.  

And you will do anything to get more.”

He boxed them neatly in a sleek black gift box.

He wrote a note:

“Complimentary samples from a local bakery.

— Management”

He teleported the box directly onto the conference table where Bradford and Scrooge were still arguing.

Then he went back to Hot Topic.

And picked up his coffee.

Like nothing happened.

Bradford Buzzard took a bite.

Scrooge McDuck took a bite.

They froze.

They stared at the box like it contained the secrets of the universe.

Bradford whispered:

“I…need another.”

Scrooge muttered:

“Aye, I’d trade me Number One Dime for more o’ these.”

They ate the entire box.

They fought over crumbs.

They called the “bakery” demanding more.

There was no bakery.

There was only Mozenrath.

Watching from across the mall, sipping his coffee, smirking like a smug goth gremlin.