I do not own League of Legends or any references made to it in this story. The OC, however, is mine.
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Chapter 1
Sweat poured down his dark-skinned face as he lifted his farming tool only to bring it back down into the ground. His breaths were short and raspy, but he continued to push on, nonetheless. Every once in a while, he would hold himself up using the very same tool that was causing his torture with the time between working and his own self-established breaks increasing with every passing moment. He looked around to see the amount of work he has done and saw that roughly half of the land has been worked on.
Letting out a sound that was a mix between a growl and a sigh, he looked up at the sky.
Yep. It's official. He hated this.
As he rolled his shoulders around and winced as a few of his bones made sounds that shouldn't be normal, he saw the other children begin to go inside the orphanage that they lived in, already finished with the tasks they were assigned. Some of them did the same thing he did while others were given harder or easier tasks depending on their age and strength. His dark brown eye twitched when some of them made mocking looks and gestures.
The urge to flip them off was getting stronger with every day, consequences of the last time he did that be damned. The fact that most of these kids were younger than him was not helping his predicament at all.
He watched from the corner of his eye as the last of kids went only a thought, a screen popped up in front of him. A screen that had the all too familiar logo in the left corner.
A logo that was no longer attached to the button that began so many games.
That was not the only feature that was gone from the interface. Friends and contact, news, patch notes. Anything connected to the world he came from was gone. All that was left were things that could be considered in game. Or in-world in this case. He was no longer playing a game or was in some sort of dream.
He learned that very quickly as a faraway tree that has the imprint of his forehead could attest too.
He inspected the screen like he did so many times before as he worked, looking for something that could somehow give him a clue as to what was going on. It was a wasted effort, but it took his mind off of things as he worked. He inspected the new tab that contained lore and a map of this world, both of which he studied intensively. He had access to every champion's lore and history. An assumption was made that the game was giving him a bit of leeway, but when he checked the store for champions, it was to find that a message saying that every champion's lore and history has been unlocked. Aspects from when he played league carried over to this world.
He grinned. It looked like the champions he bought with money that came from his own wallet was finally paying off. It was a good thing he was by himself. Otherwise, people would call him crazy for laughing all of a sudden. Take that people who says you shouldn't use money to buy champions! It's going to end up saving his life at some point!
As for the map, it was obvious that he was in Noxus. The harsh environment and the kids mocking his weakness were very telling signs. Trevale was his best guess given that he was in a farming community. That guess became a fact once he realized he was sleeping next to one of the champions associated with this place. They had yet to have a conversation given that he had only arrived recently and his strength left much to be desired, but he was probably going to have to get around to it at some point.
Especially since that worrying quest that was reaching the end of the countdown was related to her.
Contracting Quest
Make a contract with Riven
Time remaining: Before bed
Reward: A new champion unlocked, 5000 BE
Failure: ? (Unknown until discovered)
He gripped his farming tool tightly. This thing doesn't even have a tutorial on how to even make a contract. It doesn't have a tutorial on anything! He only discovered this damn quest when he was going to bed last night, and it almost got him beat up when it made him curse out loud!
Letting out a breath, he allowed himself to relax, and continued to work on the chores he was given.
In summary, he was going to have to get a Noxian woman from a culture that values mostly physical strength, if his guesses on Noxus's current state is correct, to sign an unknown contract given by a complete stranger, a weakling compared to her by the way, who does not know what said contract does or if it will have any effects on both of them by the end of the day…
He just shook his head.
Before he could continue with his thoughts, he was brought out of them as his tool hit something hard. He hit a rock.
"…Ah."
He surveyed his own work. The land was plowed, though a bit sloppy given his inexperience. The sky was still dark and cloudy with little to no hint as to where the sun was. The air was cold cold and smelled like shit. Not much of a surprise there since he was surrounded by shit.
"…Hm"
He was still in this new world without a single idea as to get back to his own doing farm work at an orphanage. Exhaustion came and he promptly passed out right then and there.
o. o. o.
"…Wake up."
"Gah! The hell!"
The good news was, he was not woken up by sea water being splashed on his face this time. The bad news was, he was kicked in the stomach. Hard. He wheezed a bit and held his stomach, losing the air he had spent so much time sleeping to regain. He glared at the person who done the dirty deed, preparing to insult him…
And then did a double take and realized that it was a girl looking down on him with disgust. A girl that was extremely close to the age of an adult like him with dirty rags, wild silver hair tied into a ponytail, and caramel eyes. The same very girl that was related to the quest he was supposed to complete.
There was only one thing he could say at that moment as she was expecting words from him.
"Harder."
Wait, that came out wrong.
Unfortunately, before he could rephrase his response, the girl in front of him obliged, kicking him so hard he flew in the air for a split second and landed with his face in the dirt.
"Okay, okay. Yeah, I asked for that."
Checking to make sure nothing was broken within his weak body, he struggled to pick himself up. He was a few inches taller than her, but that did not matter given her abnormal strength from working on the farm and the fact that he was hunched over a bit, trying not to pass out again.
"Any reason you tried to wake me up with a kick instead of, oh I don't know, tapping me a few times?" He tried to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. He really did. In return, the girl raised an eyebrow with her arms crossed.
"I did."
"And?"
"You didn't wake up. So, I kicked you."
He glared at her which was only met with a blank look of her own. Relenting, he let out a sigh and closed his eyes.
"Yeah. I noticed." He opened them again to look around a bit. It was only the two of them outside and it was almost completely dark with the same cloudy weather. "I'm guessing it's dinner time."
"Past dinner. Someone remembered that you exist."
The young man raised an eyebrow as a grin started to form on his face.
"Oh?"
"It wasn't me."
"Oh."
Despite the news, he let the grin stay on his face even if it did fade a little from her reply.
"Well, glad to see that other people realize that I exist." His grin widened as he looked at her with one eye. "Though from that look you are giving me and those kicks, you look like you wished differently."
"Noxus doesn't need weaklings," she simply said, harsh and to the point.
In response, his grin turned sloppy.
"Heeeh?"
The girl narrowed her eyes at his nonchalant tone.
"I'm not mocking you or anything." At the sight of her hands balling up into fists, he lazily waved his arms in surrender. "It's just that I find it interesting that you view physical strength much higher than any other kind of strength."
Yeah, he was definitely mocking her. Thankfully, she was more focused on his words rather than his tone given that she was not beating him to a pulp at the moment. Taking her silence as a go ahead as he was right with his assumptions, he continued. "You look like the kind of person that wants something more than food on the table. To be a part of something greater than just working on the fields and tending to livestock." He let his arms rest on his side. God, he really wished these clothes had pockets. "You're a hard worker and you do what you are told. But…"
He let the last word drag out, causing the girl to growl.
"Spit it out."
"Why aren't you going farther than that?"
At her confused expression, his grin slipped from his face and became a frown along with his slightly furrowed eyebrows.
"You're probably always thinking, 'I can be great as long as I am a part of something great'. It's in the way you look and act. What I am asking is why can't you be great right now? What is stopping you from being more than just a farm girl right now?"
He picked up the tool that he was using before and planted it on the ground, using it for his body to lean on. "For example, why aren't you interacting to the other orphans?"
She frowned.
"You are probably thinking, why should I talk to them? Let me ask you this: did you not think to realize that those same kids might have the same dream as you? To be a part of Noxus?" He watched as surprise flashed across her face. "These other kids might be your…brothers and sisters. You should expand your view a bit. It will not only do good for you, but also for Noxus itself."
She was saved from giving a reply by the rumbling of his stomach.
His face changed from focused to boredom, an expression that he was his standard at this point. "Well, accurate guesses and shocking revelations aside, I am going to go and get some food." He picked up his tool and let it rest on his shoulder, walking past her.
But not before saying one last thing.
"There's more to winning a fight than physical strength. The sooner you learn this, the less things you will lose."
He was going to let it end at that. But…
"…Wait."
The word was a quiet, but he stopped all the same, looking at the girl who was looking at him in a new light. One without disgust. Well, not as much disgust as before.
"What's your name?"
"Zike. Nice to meet you. And your name?"
He extended his hand. She looked at it before she hesitantly took it and shook.
"…Riven."
o. o. o.
In Zike's mind, that went pretty well.
They did not live in walls made of brick and stone. They were too far away from the capital to live that kind of life. Except for that fortress that was some ways north of them. Instead, they were in huts that reminded him of how people used to live in medieval times. All the other kids were grouped up within this single hut while their caretaker lived in a better home. Not that surprising.
The young man thought and looked at the screen in front of him, the quest that he was given already long since failed.
All he could do was just shrug.
He finally let the screen close after a bit of reading.
Every champion was powerful. They range from just your regular human with special talents to beasts that an entire nation cannot hope to defeat. Some can lay waste to entire cities while others can save them. Some can kill him without even a thought while others can accidentally kill him as collateral damage while killing someone else. Some are leaders while others are loners. His only means of defense and offense against them were his words and some of them cannot even understand. But more than that, most of the champions are a symbol of a nation or region. Some want to make sure that symbol stays while others want to see it changed. Or destroyed. Every one of them have different dreams and sometimes those dreams conflicts with others. It was a tangled mess of desire and conflict.
He opened his screen again and looked at his status.
Summoner Zike
o. o. o.
The next morning, he was not woken up by someone kicking him in the stomach or sea water being poured over him. No, he was woken up by the sound of bustling people walking past him. That fact alone was enough for him to be alarmed. The farm was not that big nor loud.
His eyes snapped open and he was greeted by the sight of a crowd of people moving through clean streets. He saw elegant and tall buildings that put the hut that he was in before to shame. It wasn't even a contest. Every single one of the buildings were built with clean white walls that had not a single blemish on them surrounded by the healthiest and cleanest grass he has ever seen. The people too looked as clean as the buildings they passed. Even some of the peasants here looked better than him.
Then a screen popped up in front of him.
Contracting Quest
Make a contract with Riven.
Quest Failed
Failure: Teleportation to location of New Contracting Quest
Contracting Quest
Make a contract with Lux
Time Remaining: Indefinite
Reward: New champion, 5000 BE, return to Noxus at any time
"…Well…fuck."
o. o. o.
The world of Runeterra, the world he was currently in, was not as defined before as it was now. Before, nations were left up to someone's interpretation along with the champions that were a part of them. During the early stages of League, things were a lot more kinnocent. Just another fantasy world that people can dream of being in and making fast friends with the champions.
Then the company that created League of Legends cranked up the lore and danger in it up to eleven, killing almost all the innocence that was once a part of it like a plague. To put it in perspective, only one, ONE, region was a safe place to him to live in and even then, it was only a matter of time before that changes. And unfortunately, this region wasn't the place. Demacia, before the update to its lore, was sort of like the heroes in League. Knights in shining armor, fights off the bad guys, strives for peace and justice. Now though, after the change? Oh, they still have knights in shining armor and strives for peace and justice. In fact, that particular aspect was enhanced, and they are now regarded as one of the most elite and powerful nations in Runeterra. But it was also one of the most dangerous places to be in. Especially for him. Why?
Because they hate magic to the point of hunting down anyone who uses or possesses it. Add in some stuck up, hypocritical nobles as icing on top and you have a nation that is a nightmare to live in if you have magic inside you. And given that he was summoner, albeit one a weak one, he still possessed magic which made him a target to be persecuted against.
Zike moved among the crowd of people, covered by a dark cloak. He did not know where the cloak came from. Probably the game giving him a bit of leeway in this disastrous situation, but he wasn't complaining. The biggest threat to him right now are Demacia's mage seekers or annullers. The new lore of League was still being updated before he got here so there is little to no information as to how they operate or how they can detect mages. Because of that, all he can do is blend in with the crowd and hope to be hidden among them instead of singled out. The disadvantage he currently has is that he has mana which is used to cast magic. To make matters worse, he has a lot of mana. Like a lot. The only advantage he has is that he knows how to use some of his magic...maybe...which would get him detected if he used it…
He was pulling straws and losing.
He tensed as armored knights passed by and picked up some of their whispers.
"Powerful magic has been detected! Be on guard! It was detected somewhere around this area."
The cloaked man furrowed his eyebrows. He was going to get caught. There was no doubt about that. What he had to do was find Lux before that happens. With her, he could find a way out of this mess and somehow evade capture. If he couldn't…
He didn't know if others could see his screen, but just to make sure, he extended his cloak outward a bit and opened his screen with little fanfare like before. A sigh of relief came out as it was opened within the cloak and not the air where people could see him use something they did not understand. Zike opened his map and just like he guessed, there was an option to give him more details.
Including the location of his ticket out of this place.
His eyes narrowed once he realized that she was a few blocks away. To make matters worse, he could see symbols on the map that marked enemies that were beginning to close in on him.
"…I've always wondered if a summoner can use spells on himself."
o. o. o.
The only spells he had at the moment were heal and ghost. Heal was pretty self-explanatory and useless at the moment, but ghost was the very thing he needed, a spell that gave him a burst of speed for a few seconds with about three minutes of cooldown. All he had to do was trigger it with a focused thought similar to his client.
Good news, it works on him. When he used it, his body felt light and weightless. He really did feel like a ghost given that he felt his body leave him for a few seconds. Kind of haunting really. Even more good news, its cooldown was cut in half when he used it. Great news, he managed to get out of the ring of mage seekers that were beginning to close in.
Bad news was that they didn't like that. Even worst was the fact that more people were looking for him.
Demacia really hates magic.
Still moving among the crowd of people, he scanned the area to find her. It didn't take long to find her. Short Blonde hair, blue eyes, shy, and sitting on a fancy white horse. Yeah, that's her. Now what to do now that he found her?
Lux Bond Score: Level 2
He briefly regarded the message before closing it. Zike moved away from the crowd and walked next to the horse. He saw a brief look of surprise which then turned to caution. "I know that you can use magic. Light magic," he whispered. Her face paled into one of fear and terror. He pressed on all the same. "I'm also the guy your people are looking for. I don't want to get caught and you don't want people to know what you do. Help me and we both don't have to be in trouble. Don't and…well…you get the idea."
Zike could see the battle raging in her mind. Sweat started to pour down his face and his hands twitched. In the end, it was obvious which side had won given her look of defeat.
"…What do you want?"
The cloaked man grinned. "Just follow my lead."
"Wha-"
"Also, for the record, this is just a regular cloak."
Zike took off his cloak and stepped back a few spaces.
"Ahem…MAGIC CLOAK! MAGIC! POWERFUL! MAGIC! HEATHEN!"
ZIke blankly watched as armored guards came out of nowhere and tackled the cloak. Some of them stabbed their swords into the edges of it that weren't covered by their bodies and one of them was looking a bit too enthusiastic doing it.
A guard that was not partaking in the ambush rushed up to Zike and Lux. He briefly looked at the man in rags before giving a slight bow to Lux.
"Miss Crownsguard. Can you tell us the situation?"
Zike looked at said Crownsguard's face which was a mix between shock, terror from the news of her abilities being discovered, and…something else? Well, since she was clearly incapacitated at the moment…
"Sir, she found out that the cloak I had on had some kind of magic put into it. Someone told me to hold on to it for him before running away." Gone was the sarcastic and mocking tone. Now there was a tone full of regret and horror. "I-I did not know what he looked like as I thought it a small task that I could forget. I only meant it as an act of kindness. I apologize that I will not be of help to your investigation of this…I am truly sorry."
Then Zike looked up to the Lux, clasping both hands and bowing. "Thank you for saving my life crowns guard! If you had not intervened in time, who knows what could have happened."
Said Crowns Guard snapped out of her state to look between Zike and the guard before giving the Zike a forced smile that was definitely not filled with fear and panic. She opened her mouth to give a reply and Zike cut in before she could process what happened next.
"Alsosheofferedtotakemetoherhometomakesuretherearenolingeringeffects. Thank you, Crownsguard."
"It was no trouble at all…wait what?"
The guard, somehow understanding his rushed sentence, nodded, a proud smile on his face. "As one would expect from a member of the Crownsguard family. Thank you for your help. Now if you would excuse me."
Zike tilted his head as the guard dived towards the pile of bodies with his sword drawn.
"FOR DEMACIA!"
Yeah, Demacia really hates magic.
And the guard chose a good time to join the fight given the light that began to glow in Lux's hand.
o. o. o.
"You know, you technically didn't lie," Zike said as his mouth was full of food. "Oh, wow this is good. Better than that crap at the farm. You knew magic was in the area, but you didn't know who or in this case, what it belonged to. If anything, I lied since most of that story is complete bull. Then again, he couldn't tell that I was being sarcastic which is a failure on his part and wow, this tastes fresh."
Lux was currently sitting across from him with her head in her hands while he tried to console her while eating an extravagant meal. Emphasis on tried. He didn't even know what he was supposed to be consoling her about. Failing her duty perhaps?
Meh. The food is more important at the moment.
The dining hall was attended by maids and butlers who left the room as soon as they served the food to the both of them. The Crownsguard family, which Lux is a part of, is a highly regarded noble family. Highly regarded to the point where he was told to wash up and received a new set of clothes to wear since he had nothing but rags. Demacia really was nice in appearance, both inside and outside despite its views. The new clothes also suited him. Blue pants, white-hooded jacket, clean brown boots. He didn't know they could be so modern which raised question, but more importantly, he now has pockets! That's all that matters. And with the beautiful view of the sea outside, he was living the dream life.
Zike stopped eating for a minute as he watched Lux's head sink further into her hands. Brushing himself off a bit, he looked at her from across the table. "Wasn't it funny to see how they reacted to the 'magical' cloak?"
Lux blinked for a moment, confusion beginning to form. "You said that it wasn't magical."
"I don't know. It looked pretty magical to me."
"But it was not magical."
"It was some pretty dangerous magic. Did you see how those knights were having so much trouble?"
She had to look away as she tried not to laugh. Zike grinned a bit as he lifted a cup to his lips. It quickly dimmed as soon as the next words left her mouth.
"…How did you know I can use magic?"
To his credit, he did not look away from her firm and threatening expression. As innocent as she looked, she was still a noble and part of the Crowns Guard and also a champion of the game he used to play. "I know a lot of things. But don't worry, I will be out of your hair before anyone else realizes I'm here and won't tell anyone your secret," he simply said. He put his cup down and looked at her with a bored expression. "All I want to do at this point is a little bit of reading before I leave. You can even make sure the stuff I read is not anything important. Just some general knowledge."
After finishing his plate, the summoner got up from his seat and stretched. "I won't hold it against you if you decide to turn me in for being associated with magic. I did use you after all. Put whatever loyalties you have to your nation and family first before you consider the fate of a stranger."
She looked at him for a moment, scrutinizing his every word and the way he acted for any kind of deception. But in the end, he made it so that she had nothing to lose. She sighed, but still glared at him.
"I won't turn you in if all you want to do is read. As long as you leave before anyone comes, you may do as you please."
But Zike did not show any relief. Instead, he crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "…But?"
"I don't trust you…and I don't like you."
That's fair. Still, "Not even if I have a way for you to control your magic?"
Zike watched a number of emotions flash on her face. Hope, fear, hurt, caution. After a few seconds of this, the light user adopted a blank expression.
"…Yes."
Cute.
"Hm…" Zike rubbed his chin a bit and nodded. "Okay then." Looking as if he was pondering something and not paying attention to her expression, he continued, "There are places where there are machines that move and act like humans, a nation completely inhabited by pirates, a place filled with small furry creatures…" Her blank expression started to crumble more and more with each description of a place in Runeterra and instead evolved into one of curiosity. Now to seal the deal. "And I was about to find out a way for you to experience all these things without you leaving your own home or troubling your family or getting you in trouble for using magic…but since you don't like or trust me…"
His lips twitched. It was clear that she was having an inner conflict with herself given her scrunched up face.
"If what you say is true then…what do I have to do?"
That was the moment when his grin could no longer be contained, giving Lux the distinct feeling she was going to regret this.
o. o. o.
"Few things to say and wait until I finish until you start asking questions."
They were in her room after he had done a bit of quick reading like he asked which was much larger than the hut he lived in. Even the bed looked like it could fit all the kids in it and it had drapes. Drapes. To add insult to the injury, there was a balcony outside that gave them a view of the rest of the city and the sea, the smell and taste of it tickling his senses. But the sun was beginning to set.
They were running out of time.
They stood across from each other with Lux looking a bit uncomfortable. Zike, however, looked bored out of his mind because he had to do the one of the things he did not enjoy in life.
Explaining stuff.
"One, I'm a summoner. Two, yes you are going to be something similar to a familiar of some sort. What that means is that a copy of you in your current state will be made and once that copy has been unsummoned or destroyed, you will regain all its memories, so you know what has happened with the exception of your moment of death. Basically, if I summon you, nothing will happen except you getting some new memories, but if something happens to you on your end and I summon you, you will be in whatever state you are in at that moment. Mentally, not physically. In your case, you will feel that you have been summoned, but you won't actually be summoned and still get your copy's memories."
She opened her mouth to say something, but he cut in before she could get a single word out. "No, I will not have control over you. You can do whatever you want although you will be inclined to do what I want so long as it is within your interests and it is not something that you will dislike. However, I can summon you whenever I want and only I can decide when to unsummon you…unless you decide to kill yourself or kill me. In the even that happens, nothing will happen to you. You are completely safe."
Lux once again tried to ask a question. Sadly, she was once again denied. "As for how this relates to your magic and how this will affect you, you will gain increased control and knowledge of your abilities and you will also feel a bit of an enhancement. Like some power or information you didn't know you had until now. That feeling will increase if I summon you, but specifically by how much, I don't know. As I gain more contracts and power, you will gain power and knowledge of your abilities."
Zike waited for a moment as she glared at him. She raised an eyebrow at him and in response, he waved his arm. She opened her mouth, "As for what I will be summoning you for-" and a groan came out. "Anything that I need help with. Battles, advice, information. Again, you can do whatever you want. But in case you want to be summoned to explore or ask something or whatever, just open your menu by saying 'menu' and send a message to me. Oh and my name is Zike by the way, nice to meet you," at this point, the light user was exasperated, "and then I will know that you want to talk to me. Nobody else but you, me, and other fellow contracted champions can see the message so you don't have to worry about being associated with any magic. Now, any questions?"
"Yes!" Lux shouted. "A lot of questions!"
"Good, then let's get started." He ignored her look of frustration and opened his screen. He briefly looked at Lux but finding no change in her less than pleasant expression when he opened the interface, he got back to work. All those things he explained were discovered last night before he went to bed. Of course, he double checked to make sure he was not screwing up anything before giving an explanation. The process for summoning was very simple overall. All he had to do was press a few buttons and he was done.
And as for how to establish a contract-
Lux yelped and jumped back when a dark green screen appeared in front of her.
Do you want to make a contract with Zike?
Yes or no?
The message listed the same information he had explained to her just moments before, something she inspected intensively given her squinting eyes. Zike crossed his arms and tap one of them with a finger as he waited for her to finish. At the sound of voices, he briefly looked out from the balcony and frowned.
He started to tap faster.
The summoner stopped once he saw the young woman nod. "Okay…I'm ready."
"Then just press yes. We don't have much time."
She gave a hesitant nod and slowly drew her finger towards the acceptance button.
And when she finally clicked it, they both felt it. Power coursing through their bodies that felt unknown, but at the same time, very familiar as if they had it their entire lives. Zike felt awe and wanted to test out his light abilities despite being afraid of them…and realized that those thoughts were not his own. They belonged to the woman in front of him. So he can read minds too? Neat.
And the moment was gone as quickly as it came. In exchange, a number of screens popped up in front of him.
Contract with Lux, The Lady of Luminosity established.
Summoner and contracted Champions stats and abilities have increased.
Contracting Quest
Make a contract with Lux
Quest complete!
Reward: New champion, 5000 BE, return to Noxus at any time
Return to Noxus?
Yes or No?
Zike snapped out of interpreting this new information once he heard the sound of footsteps. He quickly coughed into his hand and similarly snapped Lux out of her daze. "Well, I did what I came to do and now I have to go. Let's try and figure this stuff out tomorrow. Contact me whenever you want."
Lux was about to say something but was interrupted but this time it was not because of him. It was because of the knock at her door. "How will you get out of here?" She whispered.
Zike just shrugged. "I don't know." At her look of shock and looking at him as if he was an idiot, he clicked yes on the screen to return to Noxus.
There was a brief flash of light which blinded Lux. When she regained her vision, he was gone. Her eyes darted left and right.
"Luxanna? Is everything all right?"
"Yes, I'm alright mother." She made her way toward the door and nodded.
"…Tomorrow."
o. o. o.
"…Ow."
Zike rubbed his back after the trip. One moment he was standing in a nice room and the next, he was a few feet in the air…and then gravity kicked in. "Stupid magic." The summoner looked around while he made sure nothing was broken and blinked once he realized where he was. He was on the outskirts of the same Noxian farming village he came from. Right on the border between the village and the woods to be more specific.
"Huh…how convenient."
o. o. o.
Author's Note:
First chapter. Finally. Done. Staring out a story is always the hardest.
Brief introduction of myself. Casual writer that has ideas for story that just wouldn't leave my head and I wanted to finally put it on paper or computer in this case. Started stories on this site before, but those were stories that were written when things came to mind, hence why I deleted them since some of them were cringeworthy.
I was young with a healthy and active mind.
Some of them were very good ideas and I have half a mind to reboot them since I have an idea as to how to work them out, but for now, it is best to take one story at a time starting with this one.
Now for the story:
I always wanted to create a League story that was based on a summoner ending up in Runeterra. When I first tried to create one, it was before Riot Games started to update its lore. It was kind of hard to do it given that there wasn't a clear map with any towns or any lore as to what the regions were like. It was going to be a story of how the League of Legends came to be. I just had to use my imagination but the story was eventually dropped.
Then came an update to the League of Legend's lore which drastically changed everything. More details. A map. Clear information. Regions. It was like striking gold except instead of gold, it's lore.
A lot of reading was done.
Now it is just a story about a summoner ending up in the world of League of Legends with gaming elements. The gaming concept of stories is nothing new if you frequent this site much. However, I noticed that most League of Legends stories were based on pairings between champions and even when there were stories based on the summoners themselves, they were, again, based on pairings between summoner and champion. Especially one particular champ. But that champ will not be na-
*Cough* Ahri *Cough*
-med. Sorry. Cough there.
Not that there is anything wrong with that. Every writer should write what they want regardless of what the audience thinks. It's just that I wanted something different; something more than just a story focused on the romance between a summoner and a champion or at the very least, something more fleshed out that incorporates League's new lore. And with most of League's lore updated along with champions depicted in a darker light…
Well…how could I not write a story? I imagine how things could play out almost every day. I was tempted to just stop writing for good and just focus on other things and hopefully let it die, but here I am, ready to do this again.
Make sure to review so I can hear your comments and become a better writer if it's constructive.