Through unknown means, a peasant named Morgan achieved godlike power over an area of roughly 1 square Old Imperial mile sometime around his 20th year. The exact details are not known, as all the people living and working on the estate that occupies most of that area have disappeared and are presumed dead, but through interviews with former inhabitants it seems that Morgan was not particularly strong, not particularly smart, and not particularly well-liked. One witness described Morgan being the constant butt of cruel practical jokes despite (or perhaps because of) rumors that he was the illegitimate son of the lord of the manor.

It has been confirmed that, within that radius, Morgan–who refers to himself as “Godmorgan”–has the full powers of a deity. He has been observed to create, and destroy, both matter and life at will, and can regulate the weather. At various times, the area has, for reasons unknown, been fully occupied with rock or water. It seems, however, that most of the time Morgan is content to create a fantasy version of his childhood, with an idealized version of the manor farm surrounded by simulacrums of those who once wronged him now reduced to slavish subservience.

Locals have marked the edges of “Godmorgan’s” domain, but in the event such a warning is ignored or missed, he seems to be instantly aware of anything entering his realm, reacting swiftly and nearly always fatally to the incursion. He has also been observed a few times outside of this area, but seems to find the experience torturous and also appears to show symptoms of rapid aging; it is therefore speculated that he may be immortal within the confines of the old manor farm but may eventually die of old age if he strays from it.

High Inquisitor’s Note:
It is possible at times to shout into the area of control and to be heard by “Godmorgan,” and he has been known to respond, though only when he deigns. Direct questions about the nature and source of his power have had little effect, though he has mentioned “a reward for my years of suffering” and has claimed to have “learned the truth of my real father” from his dead mother. Considering that he also claimed to have created the world and that the local goats who sometimes wander into his control were conspiring against him, these claims must be taken lightly salted.

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