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Prologue: Clean up

The halls of the league, summoners passing by going from place to place for their matches, the race for the 30th summoner rank, today was just a day for matches, yet some others had things to attend in a meeting, mostly the theme of today, summoner clean up.

It wasn't anything new, those who hadn't participated on matches for a long time and were only enjoying the benefits of the League, every so often they would be called by the council for the cleanup process, in which they were to leave the ranks of the League, some didn't like it, others simply accepted this process to keep the League active.

Today on this occasion, 30th rank summoner Rosark had been called, he didn't quite understand the reason of why they were calling him to the meeting, truth be told he wasn't inactive, yet at the same time he wasn't that much active, he enjoyed the matches, but he had been participating less and less on the matches, yet he wasn't thinking that much, maybe he was asked to participate.

He reached a teleport crystal that would take him to the meeting room.

Understanding came quick when once he teleported he noticed he was on the middle of the room, not on a chair, but rather on the place those who were often questioned would stand. He stayed quiet, not daring to speak until he was asked if he knew the reason he was there, it was better for him to fake ignorance on the meaning of being on that room.

A voice soon spoke, 30th summoner rank, Ragnellite was on the main chair today. His deep voice sounded as wise as always, age sure sounded on his voice, he never knew how old was the summoner, though on side note, he didn't knew most summoners, he wasn't that social.

- 30th Rank Summoner Rosark, you have been summoned today regarding the summoner cleanup, do you understand why were you called here today?

- "Not really sir". His voice showed calm yet it was obvious he sounded disinterested.

- "You were summoned regarding your recent history on the matches, you have participated on matches, but your ability has sure fallen, you haven't been really helping the champions under your command and other summoners have regarded your disinterest on matches".

Total truth there, he was disinterested on the matches, but mostly because he hadn't been feeling that motivated to participate, these days he had been hoping to get a rest, though it was obvious he wasn't going to get any today.

- "I apologize, but I don't see why I should be called under this, other summoners have acted like me".

He thought he had dodged the bullet there, luck would have it otherwise.

- "Thought you would say that, let us check your match history shall we?"

A portal seemed to generate in the room and suddenly all the info of the matches was available for all curious eye on the room to see, he had participated on over fifty matches, whom all fifty, ended on lose for his team and it was obvious it had been his fault.

- "As you may see summoner, your record hasn't been that good, on a better term it would be better to say you haven't been trying at all".

He looked at the floor, it was obvious he hadn't been doing well, and know it was time to accept, he just had been losing not because lack of energy or spirit, he just was getting behind, the new champions joining the league, the new objects for the champions, the change on the map, he had just been left behind.

Ragnellite looked at him, the eyes behind the cloak showed compassion and firmness.

- "Rosark, you have been with us for a long time now, and in the past you were a great summoner, I think you might just be having a bad time, but if we don't see progress on your matches in a month, you might get ready to hang the robe and look at other job options, for the League won't have you any longer".

Voices started sounding on the room, some couldn't believe the chance, and others just thought he was lost, anyways for him it had been obvious this wasn't really an opportunity, it was a deadline, either he got better in a month, or being kicked out.

- "I understand".

-"Good, the case of 30th Rank Summoner Rosark shall be reviewed in a month from now, case dismissed till later date, all may go".

Everyone was getting out, but Ragnellite made a signal for Rosark to stay there.

-"Friend, I'm not sure what has happened, but whatever it is, you must get back to the old glory, or you will have to go". His voice sounded tired and it was obvious this was weighing more on him.

-"No promises Ragne, I think I'm just a fossil with all the new things".

-"You might as well try, if it helps, you should speak with Udyr, he is being looked on by the council as a champion for cleanup".

This totally surprised him, a champion, on cleanup? How come that was happening, The spirit walker was as good champion as any other, why would they be looking at him that way? Ragnellite spoke on cue as if understanding his thoughts.

-"They say Udyr is falling behind, a skeleton of the old days, they say we need new champions, and champions like the spirit walker who are from the old days, are being looked as the first to go if they don't show results soon".

The idea of champions being taken out of the League just because the higher ups felt like they weren't fitting in was scary, and at the same time totally weird, why would they take a champion out, it made sense for summoners like him that were falling behind, but champions was something totally unheard of.

-"Why are you telling me all this Ragne?"

-"Because I think you might be able to avoid the spirit walker of leaving, and at the same time you might help yourself on staying here". If it wasn't that the robe avoided seeing the general outline of a summoner, he was sure Ragnellite was smiling while speaking all of that. –"You are a bastion of the old days, a reminder that old guys have made it thus far, so why not show them old men can keep it up with the youngsters?"

Ragnellite proceeded to leave the room, and as if reading his mind he spoke. –"You might wanna go to Ionia, the spirit walker is currently residing there" He sure knew more than he was showing, but that didn't really mattered, what did matter, was the fact he would have to teleport to Ionia and find Udyr, The Spirit walker, and try to explain him they were both being looked like old figures that had to leave.

-" Hope Udyr feels like speaking to me"

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