"People say the truth is painful. I think that's a common misconception, the truth isn't always painful, what about those moments when someone proposes their love? I think we're just looking at everything wrong. Death may be the final truth, but nowhere does it mention pain. Do not grieve for the dead, but cherish the living." -Mortarasa

Finish his speech after his promotion.

I eventually woke up, having a better than usual night of sleep, although nightmares still haunted me. I grabbed my armour, putting it on. There was already food on the table with a note, "Follow the map to face your judgement by 12 O'clock Noon. Do not be late." I flipped it around, and found the map, the suit took a picture of it, and I tossed it into the trash.

I began to eat my food with my helmet resting on the table. It was only 7, I had a lot of time to waste. I decided to pay a visit to Aatrox, I was curious of what he was and what he did. After being lost quite a few times, I finally found a summoner willing to teleport me to his room, with a warning. I knocked on the door, and Aatrox opened it and answered with a grumpy voice "If this isn't important I'm going to ki-"

"Hello Aatrox, I don't think we've been properly introduced."

He grinned at me "We certainly have not little one, please, come on in! I was doing absolutely nothing and feeling quite bored."

I entered the room, it was like any other, in fact it was quite bare, you couldn't tell it was his except for the giant sword resting on the pedestal, slowly pulsing.

"So what exactly are you?"

The sword launched itself from the pedestal into his hand, he spread out his arms, and a vortex of blood erupted from his being, painting a 3d image of him with four other people similar to him.

"I am the last of the five race known as the Darkin. We are an ancient race, and combined, we might as well as been the god of war. We were unstoppable. We each specialized in different aspects. I encouraged people, gave them the power to stand up and fight, another stuck fear in the hearts of our opponents, another inspired raw anger, another inspired honor, and the last one. . . She inspired love."

I cocked my head, waiting for more.

The blood scene changed, showing Demacia and Noxus fighting. "Demacian troops fight because they feel honor bound, or because they want to protect someone, Noxus simply hates Demacia and their democracy, every one's ability would of been useful."
The scene played out, each soldier fighting and eventually killing another, every time one died, the blood would slowly swirl into Aatrox again, until there was only one left. He fell down on one knee, upon closer inspection, the soldier had three arrows stuck in him. He slowly fell down, and all of the blood re-joined Aatrox.

"We however split, and that was our downfall. We should of entered the void together. We. . . underestimated it's powers."

He sighed "I am still looking for their remains, or at least, their spirits. In a world such as the void, they will only reform when it invades another world because there's never enough war going on to allow them to completely reform without being destroyed. But I will recover them. No one knows about this though. They thought I was the last of my species."

"But then why are you telling me this? You barely know me."

Aatrox grinned at me, "Because my little one, your rage will change the world. You want the truth, do you not? Well here it is."

He held out an orb of blood in his palm. "Swear your allegiance to me, and I will give the powers akin to a god."

Understanding what this all was, I snared "The last time I swore and allegiance, it took from me everything I ever loved. I will swear to no one." Barging past him, I left. I could still hear him faintly as I leaved the room.

"My offer stands at any time. You will change the world, but you need my help."

I wondered back into my room, and sat down, I really needed more information on these champions if I were to stay, Kayle did give me a brief pamphlet describing all of the nations, might as well read that. . .

Before I knew it, it was 11:30, I stopped writing down notes and started to walk towards the judgement room, with the picture of the map in my helmet display. On the way I bumped into a blond girl, she was wearing light metal armor and holding a baton.

"Whoops, sorry! It was an accident." she said, beaming.

"No worries." I was about to walk past her when she said something again.

"You're not a summoner, a new champion perhaps? I did hear about a commotion being caused yesterday. . . "

"I am going face my judgement, I have no concerns about failing, so I suppose I will see you soon."

"Great!" She beamed once more "Are you going to ally yourself to faction?"

I shook my head "I'm not here to fight for someone, I just want to expose the truths of this world."

"Oh, well you're always welcome at the Demacian Wing!" She beamed once more.

I cocked my head, knowing she can't see my eyebrow, "Even if I told you that your smile is fake? Even if I told you I don't believe your personality? Even if I told you I know something is off with Demacia?"

I walked past her, not knowing how true my statements really were.

I entered the room, pitch dark, prepared to face my judgement. The darkness slowly dissipated, revealing my old planet. I look down, in my armor, crisp and clean, and I looked around. . . I was in a house, it was night, and I was right outside a reinforced window. Then I saw her, the one who had stolen my heart, I was about the open the window, when I suddenly saw her being scolded, slapped around, by a random man. I know him, he was extremely wealthy with many servants. I tried to stop him, tried to go through the window, but there was a force field rejecting me, I tried countless times, but could only watch as the scene replayed right in front of me. He hit her, hard, and when she blocked the next one, he grabbed a chair and smashed her arm, breaking it, she cried out in pain, but he simply grabbed the chair and swung at her again, beating her to the ground. I couldn't take this, I started launching barrages of lasers at the force field, but nothing would work, the force field only wobbled. Then I saw it, she was standing up, begging not be hit again, but he just swung, and she fell, cracking her head on the sharp edge of a table. The edge went into her head, killing her instantly, her blood splattering over his body and the floor.

"Consequences be damned."

I disengaged my armor, trying to make the particle disruptor, but for some reason, the suit refused to let me, the parts wouldn't bend, and I couldn't get the pieces to attach.

Angrily I yelled "WORK YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"

"Uhh, commander, are you okay?"

I looked up, the scene had changed, I was in my office, and I was the head of the special task force, after the old leader was killed. I was also the oldest to survive to date. I checked the date on my suit. 24/8/7, that was the day where I exacted revenge. I put on my suit, and calmly looked at the person closest to something I could call a friend.

With a sense of deja vu I told him.

"I advise you, to go and do maintenance on your suit today, then get the hell out of this place."

He looked confused "What?"

I put on my helmet, "The resistance exists for a reason, maybe they were right."
I patted him on the shoulder and left, ready to begin the hunt.

The scene suddenly changed again, I was standing right above the void portal. I was just about to jump. When suddenly someone came through the portal. . .Her. She was still bloodied and her head was clearly cracked open.

"Why do you want to join the League?"

Suddenly realized this was all a vision, and feeling completely overwhelmed, I fell down to my knees.

"Why do you want to join the League?"

I stared at her, "I will change the world and bring forth to an era of truth, I will reveal its corruption, and I will destroy those who hide it."

"How does it feel, exposing your mind?"

I laughed, the pain of old memories overriding my decency. "I will hide nothing, which means you should know EVERYTHING." I conjured up images of the void into my head, instantly hearing screams in the chamber, and the voices in my head suddenly stopped."

The scene dissolved, there were blacked edges on the wall where I fired the barrages of lasers. I looked on ahead, and a door was open. I passed through the doors.

A summoner awaited me, "Welcome to the League of Legends."

I barged past him, "I need no welcome."

The summoner calmly followed behind me, I somehow made it to the cafeteria, the summoner was manipulating me to go where without me even realizing it, now that I thought about it, there were a lot of intersections with only one option.

"Today we have a new champion, he is called Mortarasa, The Truth Seeker. Please welcome our newest addition."

Many champions stood waiting, clapping, some were smiling, some were not.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

I looked around, and I saw Kayle in the back.

"If you pick up a sword and fight, you have one soldier, if you pick up a pen and write, you can have a thousand. Words are more deadly than any weapon I will wield, and collateral damage is almost guaranteed. The truth may not be good, the truth may not be what you want, but if you are living a lie, you aren't living."

With that I threw a portal down, teleporting to my room, and closed it off.

I was just lying in my bed, when I heard a knock. "Come in." I was fully expecting Kayle, but instead an old man with a cane walked in. Acting like everything was normal, I turned to look at him.

"Why are you here?"

He cleared his throat "I am Swain, the Grand General of Noxus, you seem to be a force to be reckoned with and I think you understand the finer points of warfare. I am here to personally invite you to join Noxus and to represent it in the League of Legends. I know it seems to be a big decision, but I implore you to think over it. The offer will only stand once. The pay is good, and I believe you will move quickly up the ranks."

"Thank you for the offer Swain. I will think about it. Is there anything else?"

"No, that is all. Have a good day." With that, Swain slowly walked out, closing the door behind him.

[I recommend you play your cards very carefully here, an offer from one of the largest city state is not something to discard, but rather to abuse to your advantage.]

The message displayed in my visor, and I was confused. It never did this before. Proceeding to do an entire suit check, an abnormality occurred. Something was wrong with the suit.

I searched through the programming, and I found two categories that were not there before, Magic, and The Void.

I tried to open the folder Magic, but a message popped up: "Access denied: insufficient privileges to access this file."

What? I own the suit, I even tweaked with some of the internal programming, I should have full access all of the time. I searched up insufficient privileges, and another messaged appear.

[I do not advise going around through my head, it is considered rude. I have left yours alone.]

[I was much more confused than before. The suit is. . . sentient? That makes no sense, the programming could not make the suit sentient, it was a simply computer.]

I ordered a quick scan for malware, and nothing came up. Another message has popped up.

[I am not sure what has caused me to be sentient, but I believe. . . Magic, and the void, has changed some of my properties.]

[Remember that time when you had slayed a void creature, splattering its life blood onto the suit?]

I entered in the search bar: You'll have to be more specific

[When you had slayed the creature, all of the other creature suddenly stopped, at least for a while. Almost as if the one you killed was commanding them. After all, the void seems too organized in its attacks despite most of them being mindless beasts.]

You mean you were made sentient after its blood had splattered over you?

[Everything is just a theory]

Do you have emotions? To what degree are you human?

[I have imitated humans to the closest of my abilities, and my capability is growing every day. I have so far imitated the basic human emotions and can feel them at a very low level]

Last question, was it you that stopped me from using the particle disruptor?

[Yes, I do not believe the summoners could hold back an attack they do not know how to deflect. It might have destroyed the foundations, causing the entire building to fall]

You can't possibly expect a small scale weapon that disassembles just particles to destroy a building, is it really that powerful?
[It triggers a chain reaction that causes other particles to break as well. The amount depends on how powerful the blast. If you used all of my power, it would have done it.)

One last question, any idea on how to charge you up?
[I seem to be sapping magic and using it as power, however, I can still take electricity as use it as power. However, on the average, I am losing power faster than I am gaining it, despite this place being a place rich in magic.]

Hmm. . . . With this place being the "League of Legends" I'm sure there would be a legendary mechanic or something along the lines of that.

With that thought in mind I decided to try and find someone who could help me.

I walked across many corridors, realizing although I knew where everything was, I had no idea which champion could aid me. I decided to go to an information booth.

"Hello, how may I have you?"

"I need to know who can modify my suit."

She shrug her shoulders "I'm not sure anyone would be able to improve on your design, it's decades, or maybe even centuries ahead of what we have here."
"I don't need to improve on the technology bit, I need someone who can make this thing use magic as well."

She perked up "Ah, you may want to go the Heimerdinger, the Revered Inventor, or Viktor, the Machine Herald. Heimerdinger is much more friendly, but his inventions have a history of . . . side effects. Viktor will probably be able to do what you want, but he's quite unfriendly, a little dangerous, will probably try and convert/recruit you to join his glorious revolution, and he may ask for a favor."

"There is no room for error in my suit. Thank you for your advice."

"Their rooms are loc-" I had already walked off, an image of a map on my visor.

I knocked on Viktor's door, and it opened itself. It was dark inside, there was a chair in the middle and he slowly turned in the chair revealing himself. . .

"I have been expecting you."

It was at this time I had realized that he was wearing anything but decent clothing. Consisting of only an undershirt and and shorts, he left little to the imagination.

I just stood there in stunned silence. The fuck?

"OH SHIT I WASN'T EXPECTING YOU" Viktor jumped in panic and tried to bolt out of the chair, but only succeeded in toppling the chair over with him still on it.

*Flash*

[Picture saved]

I walked over to him, helping him up.

"Did you just take a picture of me?"
"Uhh. . . no?"

"Whatever. . " He went to his room, and changed into more decent clothing.

"Who exactly were you expecting?"

He called from this room "I was expecting Blitzcrank, he doesn't care about the state of dress I'm in, and we do jokes for giggles. He's becoming more human."

"You mean. . . he's a monster?"

I heard a sound that faintly sounded like a slap. "I forgot, you're the newest champion, Blitzcrank is a robot. I was supposed to do maintenance and Heimerdinger, the other scientist, is busy."

"HELLO FELLOW ROBOT, HAVE YOU SEEN VIKTOR, THE MACHINE'S HERALD, I NEED HIM TO DO MAINTENANCE."

"Hi, Viktor's in his room, getting changed."

The giant robot barged past him into his room, to which I heard Viktor shriek and a thud."

I could hear him yelling, but it was hard to tell what as it mostly sounded like incomprehensible shouting.

After a while, Viktor came out fully clothed, even wearing a cape.

He started working on Blitzcrank and he turned to me. "So why are you here?"

"My suit is running out of energy, unless you have a miniature black hole generator I could borrow, I need to find a way to get more power."

"And why would I help you in that?"
I grinned smugly underneath my helmet.
"Because your country would do anything just to see technological advance, would it not? From what I've read, people like you would simply kill just to catch a glimpse of futuristic technology. Here I am, offering you to add parts to my armor that would allow it to also use magic. I would simply forget about it if you, oh I don't know, poked around? See how some of the stuff worked?"

This caught his attention, but he wanted to remain skeptical. "How do I know your suit is as advanced as you say it is?"

I shrugged "Hit me with everything you got."

He was confused "Attacking another champion is a punishable offense in the League."

"Yes, it is, but there are sparring matches, correct? We are sparring in your room, now, hit me with everything you got."

He sighed "It's your own death you are seeking."

With that he fired a laser at me.

[Shield 99%]

I laughed "You've got to do better than that, a punch would of done more."
He looked shocked, then slightly pissed off. "I've got something much stronger."

"BEHOLD" A giant ball of metal appeared before me, and a huge lighting storm wreaked havoc across the entire room.

[Shield 97%]

A few minutes later. . .

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOW YOU KNOW MY TRUE POWER."

"My shield is still at 97%, you're gonna need about 49 more of those things."

He looked at me, shocked.

"How is that possible? I can't even take a laser without being injured, you're barely scratched!"

I shrugged "I dunno, I'm not the guy who made this thing, something about deflecting light or some other stuff. Add a thingy that lets this suit absorb magic, and you can check it out. Alright?"

Viktor nodded "You have a deal."

"Good." I took off my suit and handed it to him "You have two days."

Viktor violently protested "I need at least three, it will take me a lot of time figuring out how to not damage your suit while installing it."

"So be it."

I began to walk away, feeling slightly naked without my suit.

Hehehehe. I only need three hours to install the suit, oh the amount of information I will get!

"VIKTOR, I AAA-AAM IN DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE NEED OF REPAIR."

I looked around, and there was Blitzcrank, parts broken, scratched and charred from my earlier chaos storm, by my estimate, it would take at least 4 days to bring everything to working order.

"Oh god Blitzcrank don't tell anyone I did this."

"WHATEVER YO-ERROR, ERROR, SHUTTING DOWWWWWwwwnnnnn. . . "

Viktor's third arm poked Blitzcrank.

"Fuck."

Author's Notes

I am currently going into Hiatus for the moment. School's a bitch, creativity gets destroyed by stress, parents aren't exactly supportful, yadda yadda yadda, expect a chapter on winter break.