Random idea. Feel free to ask for alternative scenarios for this or my other characters. Feel free to comment or critic. Ill happily improve or make more stuff you like.

Morgana Vance is Death itself.

Not a goddess of death. Not a servant of death. Simply Death.

For longer than history remembers, she has guided lost souls to the afterlife, comforted those afraid of the journey, and ensured that nobody takes their final steps alone. To the dead, she is often the last friend they will ever meet.

Ironically, it is Morgana who suffers most from loneliness. The dead rarely fear her, but the living almost always do. Most people see her title before they see the person behind it.

Despite her age, Morgana is surprisingly down-to-earth. She can often be found wandering graveyards, speaking with spirits, caring for forgotten graves, or simply passing time beneath the open sky. Beneath her elegant funeral-black appearance hides a woman who is awkward, dryly humorous, and quietly longing for genuine company.

After all, everyone eventually meets Death.

Very few choose to stay and talk.