Mistakes Were Made.
Anessen was a young man of the age of 23, living in the large city of Demacia.
Demacia is a largely human populated city, cultivated and thriving with thousands of citizens who stood for nothing other than justice.
Every Demacian was brought up to believe that doing something wrong, or committing any form of crime was punishable however their elders believed, and this was the reason for such a low crime rate in the city.
Despite the younger Demacian generation having these thoughts processed into them, there was always one or two from every year, who graduated from the one school in the heart of Demacian well-being, who would thrive at the thought of being rebellious.
Anessen was not one of these 'rebellious' outlaws. However, his brother was. Lorien Lightcast, known for his mischievous ways, often known as 'cheeky', or pushing his luck, only this time, his luck was out.
Lorien was caught with his half naked body in the same bed as his cousins wife. As every demacian knows, disrespecting family is high up on the long list of frowned upon subjects, and was seen as negative by everyone who was correctly brought up. Lorien had three choices: 1. he was cast out into the outside world, where he would undoubtedly meet his fate with the Freiljord or Noxan warriors hunting for food. 2. Push his empty luck with the one trial that demacians used to discover good, and evil. This was a 3 day process which can be briefly summed up to said 'evil do-er' to spend three days and two nights on a podium without starving or suffocating. On the third night the punishee had the choice between two cookies, one filled to the brim with poison, which came from an extreme price from the noxans. 3. He or a volunteer would be forced to join the League of Legends, and spend the rest of their life fighting for it on the Summoners Rift.
Lorien, being the daredevil he was, chose the third option. This granted him one more nights sleep and one more final meal with his family, so there they were at dinner.
Anessen and Lorien's mother was in tears, and their father managing to keep a stiff upper lip, but the eyes never lie and he could only try his best to hold back a tear before he attempted to sprawl out a petty excuse about having a winter flu, despite being 30 degrees centigrade outside, even at 7:44PM.
Anessen had been particularly quiet and distant from the subject, as for as long as he can recall, his Uncle Garen Crownguard, and Aunt Lux Crownguard had been fighting in the League of Legends. How well respected they are as they are really seen as Legends, and how one day, Anessen was waiting for they day he could sign up. All that was happening inside Young Anessens head at this sad final dinner for his parents, was that Lorien would have no choice if someone was to volunteer for him.
"This is it." he muttered under his breath, in an excited tone. His mother couldn't believe his absence from the matter. His pure incompetence, this would be the last time he would see his brother, who was no role model.
"What did you say Ani?" 'Ani' was his mothers short hand name for Anessen, and its sharper, and gets to the point. He is only called Anessen when he is truly in trouble, or family is round to stay.
"Nothing, I.. I'm only excited for pudding today, I know it's Lorien's favourite too." He had saved himself from the disgust and dismay of his parents, although now his train of thought was purely on meeting the Legend named 'Soraka'.