The High Councillor strode into the circular room, and although he exuded an aura of power, it was nothing compared to the other beings in the room.
Now, the room was humongous. It's pillars stretched high, till the ceiling was nearly invisible from the sheer height of the building. It was lit by molten stones on the floor, protected by a layer of magic to prevent one from burning oneself. The room had only one entrance and it was large enough to fit more than a hundred men.
Three strange creatures unknown to humankind surrounded Reginald.
The first was a hulking juggernaut. It was crimson red in colour. It resembled an dinosaur with two curved spikes jutting out of the sides of its mouth which were abundant in razor sharp teeth. Its backbone was traced by spines. It stood on two legs and its body was arched forward. It had four arms, one pair above the other. The pair situated higher was larger than the other and ended in a sharp fang which glistened like bone. The other ended in a claw that was large enough to crush a tree with ease. It had a tail barbed with spikes that swung about aimlessly.
Its size was absolutely disbelieving. The room seemed to have been designed to accommodate the beast. It towered over the other beings in the room.
The being's name was Cho'gath.
Despite its monstrous size and feral behaviour, as Reginald stood in the centre of the five figures, it rasped, voice thundering through the room, "What business do you have with the Voidborn, High Councillor?"
Evidently, its personality was not brutish, but rather intelligent. It stared at Reginald with its two cerulean eyes.
The second figure was no exception. It was a large, purple eye, hovering above the ground, protected by a white shell, with three smaller eyes above it, embedded into their sockets. Wherever the larger iris looked, it projected a translucent light, almost invisible to the naked eye.
From the back of the eye sprouted three tentacles that waved about with a certain precision. Every movement made by this floating figure was calculated by measurements.
The eye focused on Reginald's face and the High Councillor could feel his entire humanoid structure being scanned: his genetic data, his heart and breathing rate, his body temperature – everything he did was being recorded.
"Indeed," the eye spoke, with no mouth, somehow. Its tone was bored. "I have other matters and research to attend to, High Councillor, and I am not amused being interrupted."
"My apologies, Vel'koz for disturbing your research. However, there is a matter the Voidborn are involved in. The city of Icathia was recently devastated by unknown assailants. Summoners found remnants of Void energy there, yet no sign of any Voidborn. Was this your doing?" Reginald questioned.
The third figure cackled. Reginald turned to face it.
The last Voidborn resembled an insect. It had green wings which fluttered incessantly. It had claws larger than any blade in the Noxian military, except for perhaps Riven's unbroken blade. They were curved like a assassin's dagger and glowed with Void energy. Out of all the three Voidborn in the room, ironically enough, this had the most humanoid face, with proper human eyes, albeit they glowed much like the sanguine brute, and a mouth which now curled into a laugh.
"I see our master has succeeded once again, and the Institute has failed, just as it had predicted." Kha'Zix crowed with joy. The other two echoed his jubilation.
Reginald frowned. "Your master?"
Vel'koz laughed. "Kha'zix is referring to The Void. The place you mortals call it, at least."
"How could a place be alive? The Void is a realm, home to the Voidborn."
"That is," Cho'gath said, "Unless it isn't a realm."
"You see, The Void is a mysterious voice. Some mortals like Kassadin and Malzahar venture into its depths, and tell the world it is a realm, because that is what your mortal minds can comprehend. They see it as a swirling purple world, unbound to the laws of physics and science. They see it populated by Voidborn and horrors that give them nightmares." Vel'koz explained.
"It is all an illusion." Kha'zix gleefully said.
"It is a voice that calls out to us, its peoples. Could I explain to you what The Void is in the eyes of us, the Voidborn? No, I could not. Your brain will fail to comply how a realm could be transformed into a living, speaking voice. Even Malzahar, who claims to be the Prophet Of The Void, doesn't understand this. He never will, for our master will not let him. We Voidborn…we are the true prophets. The Void is not just a realm, High Councillor. It is alive." Cho'gath concluded.
"Then what did you mean by your master had succeeded? How did we fail?"
"That is not for us to say, High Councillor." Vel'koz said mysteriously. "But as our duties as Champions representing The Void, I will give you one tip. Whatever that laid waste to Icathia that reduced it to a smoldering ruin, it is an infant Voidborn, one that will eat anything, and everything, it encounters."
"Good luck." The three Voidborn chorused.
Reginald's face went slack for a moment before he waved his hand and the three disappeared from the room. He rushed out of the door to prepare for whatever creature The Void had sent.
Questions still populated his mind: What is The Void, really? Why can human brains not understand it? And what infant could destroy an entire city?
So it worked?Kog'maw was unleashed?
Yes. He is now rampaging across Valoran.Summoners are being sent to capture him as we speak.
Poor creature, being created and sent to Runeterra at such a young age.He has much to learn. Much to discover. He eats to live, and lives to eat. Such unruly behaviour.
Hush,Vel'koz. We were once all like that. Kog'maw will find his way here soon enough.
What about the last one?
Which one?
The queen of the Sai.
Ah, Rek'sai. She does not want to join. Pity, we would make a full team with her. She rather hunts with her species, the Xer'sai. I remember those little filth. What our master sent her for, I wouldn't know. Why did it even create her for?A
She carved out her territory quite well, even better than mine. Then again, she has her army, and I have to hunt through mine everyday alone.At any rate, if her territory expands too much,Shurima will have to ask the League for assistance to subdue her. Good luck to them.
What about our human prophet?
He has done his work nicely. Nocturne has already been turned. Fizz is next.
Good, good...
Soon, our master will unleash everything onto Runeterra.This world has proven itself more strong than the others. It normally took only about a year for the rest.
Patience, Cho'gath. We are simply biding our time, before the forces of the Void pour through the world. Runeterra will be consumed,and Azeroth is next.
A little different lore about The Void. I know, the part about The Void being a voice is fake, but looking at Malzahar's lore, he was corrupted by it. So...yeah.