Zenith Obido: The Epitaph of Rebirth
Chapter 1
The Dawn
"Show us; Show us what you hide. Reveal to us that which you call a reflection of your past." These Summoners, What did they want him to see they had led him to this room that seems empty but as I stepped forward into the room I felt the feeling of water at the base of my uncovered feet, After all as I had stayed the night in the town just outside the league's domain a rather peculiar girl had stolen his shoes… The White haired teen rubbed his red eyes as the water around him filled with places of a different world of the only true thing that could be called a Sin that this boy had done on his planet.
"Don't do it Zen!" A younger version of himself turned to look his blood red eyes filled with tears as he turned back his sword held at the throat of someone he had considered his friend "So you knew… and wanted to let them see you die priestess?" Zen muttered, hiding his face beneath his hood trying to deafen himself to the cries and banging of weapons and fist against the barrier that had been set up to keep any onlooker or unfortunate intruder from stopping him from keeping his promise.
"You led the charge, you deserve this." Zen muttered out loud his own voice quivering his sword shaking in his hand as he held it against the woman who he called priestess' neck.
'No…' Zen thought out as the flashes of the past replayed before him he saw it from his own eyes once, now he was forced to watch it from the eyes of an observer forced to relive the most painful decision of his life. Even if he was right, Even if he knew he was the only one who would ever believe it to be true. He had found the proof. His family his friends they had all been killed by this person and his revenge would be seen through whether or not he watched… but the worst part of this moment.. Was that his revenge had doomed another people. A people and a world he would never return to if he was lucky enough. Zen hoped that if he could stay here among the denizens of Runeterra and as a member of this League that he could lead a new life and try and be reborn new to the pain's he felt for having damned those he called friends… No more could he look away or run from it they would see with or without his permission as he had been told before entering this room.
Zen returned his gaze to the vision before him as his old self drew black on of the two blades he weild and beheaded the priestess screaming out his revenge and reasoning it was deafening to him, "For those who called you sister and family for those you sold out for a place of power. For those I watched burn and hang for your pride and greed. FOR ALL OF THEM I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE!" Zen mouthed each word as it was said, having memorized them long before he had said them here. Zen watched as the world shook around him.
And as the very temple fell apart the ground cracked open underneath him and he fell and it was in this moment of falling that he had let go and had been ready for the end for it only to be snatched away from him as a summoner's mistaken spell had led to him screaming in agony and laying on the ground of a small hut where the practices of the Summoner had long gone undisturbed with only the small inquiry from the League as his only outside communication. Zen heard voices screaming in his ear as he watched this tale play out again and again, voices screaming why he wished to join the league… and in return he covered his ears before letting out a scream of pain as his answer slipped out, "To move on to forget and to reforge myself anew.." Zen called out his answers and the voices ceased.
That was how he had been taken from his world and that was how his story had begun. Zen waited as the summoners deliberated and the room returned to its normal venue as he fell to his knees suddenly exhausted from the experience he could barely hold himself up as he tried to see the summoners who had gone diving into the sea of his memories. A summoner approached him and placed a hand on his shoulder and looked at him through the hood. Zen's red eyes glanced up to taken the old man who had summoned him initially, "Well?" Zen muttered trying to catch his breath as he spoke. The man smiled and spoke, "Welcome to the League of Legends Epitaph of Rebirth Zenith Obido." Zen let a smile cross his face as he finally fell forward caught by the man he had come to know only as Hughes.
Hughes' looked towards two approaching summoners as he lifted Zen up in his arms, "He just passed out take him to one of the empty room's in the neutral quarter of the institute. At least for now he can find a new home there." The summoners nodded and took Zen away exiting the room as the carried him off carefully.
"This is the Beginning of what you want Zen. Hopefully you can accomplish that which you wish here." Hughes coughed before turning away to speak to the other summoners about their newest member of the league Hughes had actually taken a report about him and looked it and read what he wrote.
Name: Zenith Obido
Age: 18
Skin color: white, with a pale complexion.
Weight: 192
Height: 5'7
Eye color: Red
Hair Color: White with short hair that hangs in the front and no sideburns.
Title: Epitaph of Rebirth.
Weapon of Choice: Two long Katanas' each inscribed with one of two words Revenge and Rebirth.
Hughes closed the scroll and smiled hoping that his new friend would do well within the league as it was both a tough and dangerous place for those too innocent to realize it.
