Dark Elf Xani Morto ffxiv
xani . 31 . He/him . est
♱ Xani ♱
18+ themes / 18+ friendly . oc friendly . SWF/NSFW friendly.
❛ And I was in the darkness, so darkness i became. ❜
Commissions
SFW
Price SFW Posing Starts at 1 Million Gil. Adding more characters cost an extra 550k per character. Max amount of poses per commission = 5
NSFW
Price NSFW Posing Starts at 1.8 Million Gil. Adding more characters cost an extra 850k per character. Max amount of poses per commission = 5
Custom Poses
Custom poses are 1 million gil each on top of the SFW/NSFW prices.
About Me

Xani Morto
❛ Life asked Death, Why do people love me, But hate you?
Death responded, Because You are a Beautiful Lie
And i'm a Painful Truth. ❜
† core details
name Xani Morto.
Nickname Xani.
age 31.
pronouns He/Him.
species Elf-sometimes catto.
birthdate Jan 16.
sexuality Straightish.
location FFXIV.
alignment Chaotic Neutral.
PERSONALITY I'm just a big hearted dude. Im honest, friendly, and a bit shy. I maybe like Latex ... not that much though. (totally lying). Here for vibes and I am a self proclaimed Mod Demon. My pc hates me for it. I am a switch that leans dom, would be difficult to dom me, but you are welcome to try ♡
oc ' S
† mains

† Dark Elf †
— Main Char
In the deepest crevices of the Underspire, where the stone bled shadow and silence reigned, a dark elf named Xani was born. His people, the Drellin, revered the dark—not just the absence of light, but the presence of shadow. It was their cradle, their sanctuary, their god.Xani was different from the start.As a child, he stared too long at glowing fungi and wept when they died. While his kin learned to walk in perfect silence, he would hum songs he didn’t know the origin of—haunting, bright melodies that clashed with the heavy silence of their world. When he spoke of dreams filled with warmth and skies too vast to describe, the elders said he was cursed."You were born in darkness, Xani," his mother warned, "and you will die in it. The light is a lie."But the dreams would not stop.One night, he followed a trickle of silver water that led him beyond the known tunnels. For days he wandered upward, toward a place whispered about only in scorn: the Surface. Hunger gnawed at him, and madness toyed with his mind. But the dreams guided him. A voice—his own? another’s?—urged him on.Then, one night, the darkness ended.Xani stumbled into the open, and the sky fell on him. At least, that’s what it felt like—stars scattered across a black canvas, so infinite and unknowable he dropped to his knees and wept. When the sun rose, he screamed. Not in pain, but in awe.The light hurt. It scalded his skin and burned his eyes. But within it, he felt a part of himself awaken.In the days that followed, he hid beneath trees and learned the world anew. Creatures of color and sound. Wind that danced through leaves. A river that sang a lullaby. A human woman named Lyra found him, half-blind and trembling. She did not scream or draw her blade. She offered him water. A name. Kindness.“Why help me?” he asked.She smiled. “Because even in the darkest caves, some things still bloom.”Xani did not belong above, not truly. The sun was too bright, the people too wary, the land too alive. But he also could no longer return to the shadow.So he wandered the in-between. A child of darkness chasing the light—not to destroy it, but to understand it. To carry a spark of it in his heart.Because some souls, no matter where they’re born, are not meant to dwell in darkness forever.
† Socials †