Summer, July 7th.

"Last push guys, don't hold back!" I rallied to my team.

It was the last game for the night and all that was standing between my team and me were a few minor minions as well as the fresh-from-respawn opposing team. My team consisted of Cassiopeia, Master Yi, and Rammus. We were facing off against a Vayne, Shyvana, and a Veigar. I was Cassiopeia, my normal pick for 3v3 pubstomping, and as usual, despite my being counter picked by Veigar, I was carrying like a boss. After getting 3 kills in the first five minutes, I proceeded to dominate and bring the game to a near-close at the fifteen minute mark. When my team got to the enemy team, we saw them trying to keep the massive waves of super minions, which flowed in like a stream managing to compromise a dam, from destroying their nexus. Rammus immediately advanced recklessly into the fray. I slithered closely behind him with my spells at the ready. Master Yi stayed outside waiting for the right moment to end the game. He was waiting until we killed Veigar, after
which point he would flash over the wall and attack the nexus.

Vayne stepped off the base and started to shoot Rammus with her silver bolts. Rammus taunted her and activated Defensive Ball Curl. After Rammus taunted Vayne, I spat my poison at her and sent my twin fangs soaring into Vayne; she died after the third pair of fangs landed in her back while she tried to run back to heal on the summoner platform. Veigar conjured his stun wall on Rammus and cast primordial burst at me, which, under other circumstances, would have severely hurt me, but instead it did no damage. I wasn't dumb enough to walk into the anti-AP-carry's trap and instead countered it with a Banshee's Veil. While I was keeping their team suppressed, Master Yi was hacking away at the nexus using his ultimate.

VICTORY!

After the match ended, I received the last bit of money that I needed. I made my way to the shop. It was 11:57 P.M. I had been waiting for this for a week. I bolted down the spacious halls of The Institute of War, excitement making my fingers tingle and arms shake. The halls had magically lit torches with blue fire lined down the halls illuminating most of the hallway; The torches were enchanted so that they never burned, and yet, you would stare at them and wonder how. The explanation was obvious, but to those who were never exposed to magic, it was as if everything you knew was suddenly unveiled as a lie. But if you were going through the halls for the first time, you wouldn't pay any mind to the torches or even the blue fires that levitated above the unburnable torches. Nope, you would be staring in awe at the unfathomably amazing champions walking, or even flying, down the halls. Who cares about some stupid magic gimmicks when a man on fire walks by
you? You see my point. So after navigating through the halls of the institute, I finally made it to the store. The room was packed so heavily that I would've had to wait hours to enter. However, instead of waiting, I began to whisper to myself an incantation for a displacement spell. The air around me swapped through space and time until... Orange strands of space and time abruptly became tangible before my eyes. After checking to see if my limbs were still attached to my body, and luckily they were, I noticed I got swapped with whomever had first place in the line. After I made it in I saw everyone watching the clock, which is likely what kept me from getting booted back out, and counting down. "5...4...3...2...1..." Deafening screams of joy assaulted the ears of anyone with less enthusiasm than the rest of us, if any such person existed in the ocean of happy summoners. After the clerk put the box on the counter, I snatched a scrap of tightly rolled
parchment out of the box and gave the clerk my influence points and sprinted out of the store. On the way back my head spun. I was elated, which was an extremely rare occurrence for me. As I opened the door to my unusually dark room, It was average for my lowlight styled preferences, but unusual to other types of people. I shut the door behind me and dash-jumped onto my bed taking out the scroll I bought from the store, unbeknownst to me that this was the moment that would drastically revamp my life for the better, and unrolled it on my bed. The title read "Incantation for Summoning Ahri, The Nine-Tailed Fox".