I sat at a table in my house, playing with an orb of light. There was something calming about the way the sphere swept in between my fingers, endlessly evading capture. It became a sort of metaphor in my situation. Me, as bright and agile as the light, shifting easily beyond the clutches of darkness and evil. I continued toying with the light, when Garen came into the room, breaking me from my reverie.
"Hey, Lux." He greeted. I was surprised. He hardly ever came home anymore. Even though he never talked about it, I knew the reason behind his absence was the League of Legends.
Hello, Garen." I replied evenly. Garen sat down at my table, examining me closely. I refused to look at him, instead keeping my eyes on the comforting ball of light.
"Everyone is still talking about the… spectacular accomplishment you achieved." He said.
It has been 2 years since I was tested by the College of Magic, and a little less than 1 year since I performed the feat that I would be memorized for: extracting crucial information about the Ionian-Noxian conflict from inside the chambers of the Noxious High Command.
"Are they?" I asked, my tone not entirely warm. "It doesn't seem like something they would discuss much, not when there are so many other things to talk about."
Garen sighed. All the conversations we have (which are not many) turn sour mainly from one thing: League.
After returning from Noxus and telling the Demacian Government what I found out, I started to wonder what I would do from there on. Despite what I had achieved throughout my entire life, I didn't want to be a spy for Demacia forever. I still wanted to continue using my powers for good, for Demacia, but not in that way. I knew something needed to change, but where could I possibly begin in such a drastic change?
That's where the League of Legends came in. Garen, a veteran of the affair, knew of my dilemma and encouraged me to become a champion. I agreed, after all, wasn't that what I desired? To use my abilities to fend off the darkness? To escape from a life of military espionage? These thoughts and more ran through my head as I successfully passed the trials to become a champion and gained my title as a League of Legends champion: Lux, the Lady of Luminosity.
I was happy in the Institute. I made many friends, consisting of champions and summoners alike, and I was a powerful contender in my League matches. I became the personification of light itself, bright, powerful, untouchable. However, my light was extinguished at the hands of the High Counselors of the Institute.
Author's Notes: Hey there, readers. A few words before the story continues. The first few chapters are going to be about what caused Lux to go on her journey to become the Elementalist, so bear with me for now. Other than that, please enjoy this serious fict about Lux. (Yes it is possible to be serious regarding Lux).