The hooded figure burst into the inn violently. The barkeeper, a Demacian, wasn't surprised. He saw unusual stuff throughout his years of barkeeping. Though this one was of a strange nature. He was fairly large, with dark armour all over his chest and iron gauntlets on either arm. He radiated a sort of chaotic power that seemed to dampen everything. His eyes were empty holes that flared with an unspeakable evil. The new stranger immediately noticed something. His gaze gestured towards another hooded figure seated at the far corner of the bar. He strides towards the place where the other person is, pulls out a chair and sits down. The other person just remarks,
" What brings you here, Fundamental of Chaos? "
"You know as well as I do as to why we all are here, Zet. " spits the knight venomously.
" That I do. Though the Self is surprised, I would've suspected you to be hunting for Ezalor in this strange new planet. " Zet remarks dryly.
" If he dare show himself in this new world..." said the Fundamental, energy seeping from his eyes.
" Lets not get ahead of ourselves shall we? " interrupted another voice, only this one was deeper and had a crushing feeling to it, almost like gravity. Out of the shadows emerges a thin sickly man. He had sunken eyes,long hair that sprawled around his forehead. He wore a green cloak around a brown shirt and brown pants. He had a sly look about him, and a smile that suggested the craftiness of a thief.
"Enigma? " the Chaos knight asks, surprised to see his fellow fundamental looking different. Then, almost immediately the person referred to as Zet emerges out of the dark of the candlelight to show his face.
He was, to say, not at all human. He had a blue, spherical face with streaks of white as eyes. He wore armour under his cloak, and he radiated an ancient,timeless energy. The Chaos knight was one of the few who knew his true identity, the third ancient after the Radiant and the Dire, created by the Primordials.
"That form does not suit you, Enigma" remarks the knight, who was used to seeing the Gravity fundamental as a dark, almost humanlike figure who commanded the crushing power of gravity to destroy entire galaxies.
" Well, I had to have a disguise in order not to attract to much attention, and this form was of an alchemist who once foolishly attempted to summon me, though i disposed of him with ease. I believe Cedric was his name"
" On topic though, the rip in the space time continuum..., that led us here, was it Weavers meddlings in the loom?"
" I believe so. Though to end up here...This land has great power... I can sense it " spoke Chaos knight.
" Quite unusual. The Self believes it is called Runeterra by the locals, and the place we are staying is Demacia. " Zet said.
" We are unable to travel back to our world. It seems Weavers mistake is irreversible."
" Have you found Io yet?" asked Enigma," He seems to be the only one not among us."
" Ahh so Ezalor is here as well? " Chaos knight said almost gleefully.
" Nessaj, please try not to destroy this world as well. We know you are all out for Ezalors destruction but the self must request you to contain yourself for now. It will be for the greater good" Zet says, taking a drink from his mug. "This is good stuff" he adds on.
" Oh, and why is that Arc warden? " Nessaj says vehemently.
" They are here. Diruulth and Radinthul. Along with thyself, we were created by the Primordials, beings of vast power during the creation of the universe. They quarreled endlessly and it would have caused great destruction so I did what had to be done. The Self sealed them with my power and trapped them in the Mad Moon. Though it weakened me greatly. The Moon could not hold their power for long and it shattered, and they fell on our world and scattered shards of the moon. They resumed their conflict almost instantly. "
"And, unless I stop them again, they will wipe out all of existence and cause unprecedented damage in the universe. I can sense them here, in this planet." finished Zet. "We must prevent them from unleashing their conflict lest all life here will perish."
" And what makes you think I am willing to put up with your little crusade? I will not interfere, however and you have my word. " Nessaj says. "Enigma, will you be joining him? "
The Enigma seemed lost in thought. He pondered the question "Hmmm one way or another, we will have to fight. I presume the rest will be here and... well, with so much power in one place, the results will only be cataclysmic"
" Very well. I will be off now. The self has hunting to do. I can only imagine there are other beings in this magic infested land who will serve my good to see you here, Fundamentals of Chaos and Gravity. I wish you all the best. " Zet said. He gets up, pays his tab and moves out of the inn, people glancing at him all the way for they had never seen someone like him in the whole of Runeterra.
"So Nessaj, time to do some exploring?" Enigma asks.
" I'm off to the spiritual plane to look for any old friend who might have hidden there. Hopefully I find Barathrum or the Faceless void."
"You go old friend. I will remain here, doing some exploring" the Chaos knight says. Enigma nods towards his fellow fundamental and he too leaves the bar.
"Ezalor... Long have I hunted you... Soon I will extinguish your light." Nessaj's eyes blaze with uncontrolled fury and chaotic power as he summons his steed Armageddon from a portal outside the inn. Mounting Armageddon, he opens up another rift and concentrates," So, Ionia it is, Ezalor". After saying that he rides into the portal and disappears frm the Demacian plane.
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