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This is my first League of Legends Fanfic. Reviews are much appreciated. I wish to improve my writing skills and this can be just the ticket to do so. I'm new here in and I'm not 100% sure with how things work, but I'll do my best and hopefully I will uphold the rules. I hope you enjoy. I do not own any of the League of Legends characters/places/items. I might have a handful of my own character/places, though.
PROLOGUE: The Warning
In the great city of Ionia; the city of prosperity, serenity, peace and life, Karma, the Enlightened One, quietly meditates in her temple. In this state, Karma's spirit leaves her body and attains enlightenment, where she will gain the knowledge and tranquility she requires to govern Ionia.
Suddenly, a vision came to Karma. Dark entities ripped through the fabric of Runterra's sky, turning the tides into blood, and the winds into fire. Creatures from an unknown world seized Runeterra as their own, waging war across the land, taking no factions with them, and even turning against themselves. Even the great empires of Demacia and Noxus fell, against the might of the invaders. And in the midst of it all, a dark being stood, watching Runeterra burn. Even though it was just a vision, the hooded stranger looked towards Karma and stared into her eyes, as if he saw her in front of him. Deep, violet eyes, filled with malice and agony.
Karma escaped the vision, for it was too much for her to bear. She realized she was sweating and her pulse raced like never before. The vision seemed all so real, but she realized she was still in her temple. At once, Karma called the Four Great Masters of Ionia; Shen, the Eye of Twilight; Lee Sin, the Blind Monk; Irelia, the Will of the Blades; and Soraka, the Starchild.
"The Vision is warning..." said Karma.
"You see many things in your vision, Karma, but not all of them turn out to be real." answered Shen.
"This vision... it's unlike any other... I doubt it is a vision at all..." said Karma, as she shivered in her place.
"Then what else could it be?" asked Lee Sin.
"A message..."
A familiar voice came out of nowhere. It was another of Ionia's residents; Zed, the Master of Shadows. Zed governs over the Order of Shadows, an elite few who have followed in Zed's teachings. Like Karma, Zed has also been gifted with enlightenment, which marks his place as one of the leaders of Ionia.
"I had the same vision... and I'm sure we have seen the same thing..." says Zed, as he approaches Karma. "And we are not the only ones who have seen this..."
"You mean..." stammered Karma.
"Yes, I have seen it as well."
Another recognizable voice pierces the air. It belonged to Syndra, the Dark Sovereign, who is also given enlightenment, and completes the three leaders of Ionia. Syndra governs the flying fortress, located hovering over Ionia.
"With all due respect..." said Shen, "These two shouldn't be..."
Before Shen could utter another word, Karma lifted her hand and pointed the Masters out.
"Leave..." sternfully said Karma, "We three have much to discuss..."
The Four Masters stood up from their place and headed out for the door. The last thing they saw was the doors closing while the three leaders of Ionia faced each other.
Meanwhile, across the seas from Ionia, within the empire of Noxus. The Noxian General, Swain, the Master Tactician, receives an unexpected visit from a stranger that claims of an upcoming war, sparked by outworldly beings, that would change the face of Runeterra.
"And why do you come to me with this information..?" questioned Swain, as he approaches his tower's window, overlooking Noxus.
"Noxus will be the first to fall..." said the stranger, "The war starts there..."
"How do I know your claims are not false..?" said Swain, turning his back and facing the stranger.
The stranger looks down on his right arm, which was wrapped around in a black piece of cloth. Swain only watches patiently as the stranger makes no other move, but only staring at his right arm.
"Is there something wrong..?" said Swain.
The stranger does not respond. He still quietly looks at his right arm. Swain understands, that whatever is wrapped in that cloth is something his visitor keeps hidden. So he waits patiently for the stranger's decision.
"Runeterra... must not fall..." said the stranger, as he slowly unwinds the wrapped cloth around his arm.
As the black rag fell; the strange lifts his arm, and a blade of pure energy emerged from his arm. Swain was surprised to see such a blade, a weapon made of pure energy and not of steel, metal, wood, or any of Runterra's resources. If the stranger was willing to show him something he wouldn't reveal so lightly, Swain would take that as a sign of trust, but being the Master Tactician, Swain's trust only goes so far.
"When will the war come?" questioned Swain.
"Soon..."
