A/N: I will try to release new chapters every once in a while. Favorites and follows are greatly appreciated; reviews are welcome as well. Hope you enjoy it!
Also, two things to take note of:
1. Xin Zhao is much younger in this story than described in his lore
2. This first chapter is more like a prologue
Night was falling at The Immortal Bastion. People could be seen on the streets hurrying to their destinations, as it was not wise to be out on the streets of Noxus at dark when thugs and desperate people lurked in the shadows on the streets. A black-feathered raven flew among the gray sky and perched on the windowsill of a tall gray-brick building. The gray-brick building was at the center of the city and was the tallest building there, overlooking many more of the same dull, gray buildings. There always seemed to be an ominous haze over the city that insinuated cruelty and crime. A man reached out and stroked the raven's head. He was decently tall and had long, white hair. He also had thick eyebrows and a reddish tint in his eyes that made people want to avoid him. But most notably, his left hand was that of a demon's. It glowed red and gave off an ominous sign of danger and death. Behind him stood a man a bit taller than him, wearing heavy armor and clutching a large axe in one hand.
"Is there anything else you want me to do?" asked the man with the axe.
"No, that is all for now, Darius," said the demon-handed man. Darius bowed his head, turned, and walked back out of the room.
"Xin Zhao," Swain muttered to himself, "I will find you and show you who your demon really is."