So I’ve been unemployed for a while, and have been using my time in playing League of Legends. I’ve been a player for a very very long time now, and have always been interested in the Lore. I always wanted to see what would happen, if the Lore took a twist, using released skins and champions to sort of help spin out a new twist on lore. You’ll see the idea more and more as this all continues, if it continues, if enough people like it. BEWARE: Not the best writing out there, as I am only seeing if there is any interest to continue it. Anyway thanks for reading, I appreciate it!
Chapter 1: Through the Hour Glass
Floating within the Halls of the League, in his private room surrounded by the ticking of hundreds of clocks, the elder time mage’s body floated off the ground, as if lifted by the sound of the tocks. Currently he was under one of his bouts with chrono-displasia, his mind being tossed forwards and backwards through time enjoying both peace and war. While enjoying brief seconds of being back at his true home, Urtistan, he was somehow sent forward into the future, the years passed by him in a flurry; the fall of The Council of Equity, the arrival and fall of new champions and new villains, and the destruction of the League. Soon he stood trapped in an hour glass like apparatus with a version of himself from the future before him, no longer supported by the ticking of the clocks but by the whirl of machines powered by the sands of time. The grey haired older mage looked over his younger form, floating in his black and blue robes, nothing but happiness in his voice.
“Marvelous, simply marvelous.” He spoke with such glee in his voice, raking his fingers through his long grey beard; he floated around the hourglass examining this younger form.
“Where am I? How is this possible, and how can you be excited about this?” The younger form gazed through the glass at his older form in curiosity.
“The future my dear me, the future! With this device I am able to cancel the paradox of our chrono-displasia by time locking you. Inside that device all of that time is locked, while this time outside continues. After all these centuries, all this silence, I can finally speak to someone again, and we my dear boy can make things right!” The elder places his hands against the glass curved base.
“What do you mean speak to someone again...you don’t mean…” He pondered for a second, thinking about all the possibilities before him, usually he had been so caught up on the past, and the events that have unfolded because of his mistakes that he hardly put any thought into the future.
“Yes yes dear boy afraid the thing about being immortal is, you live to watch those die while you continue on. But we can prevent the darkness; we can stop the chaos and keep order.” He said with an excited tone in his voice. With that he would make his way over to one of his machines beginning to play around with it the controls, pulling on levers and pressing buttons.
“That is, if you are willing to help.” The elder stared at the controls belonging to the machine.
“Please tell me, if you are able to pull our consciousness through time, why me, us now?”
“Because you are the best form of us, you know the champions of now, and you have not yet been approached by the oncoming darkness that is being released. Any other form is to late, they are already being hunted by The Watcher.”
“Alright then, I guess I, we have no other choice. How exactly am I supposed to stop this catastrophe?”
“Your consciousness will be flung back into the body of one of us from the past, one that is currently undergoing chrono-displasia. From there you are to go and stop Kassadin and Malzahar from opening anything dealing with the Void, and preventing the voidlings. Now make haste!” The elder said before pressing the big red button on the machine. The machine’s around them began to whirl, and vibrate, the sand that sat at the bottom of the glass containers began to flow upwards, the younger form beginning to fade away soon leaving the elder time mage by himself once more.
Sent through the waves of the past, he awakened in his room once more, now no longer filled with clocks of endless ticking, but instead filled with incense and peace signs for décor he remembered this phase of life as evident by his tie died robes, peace sign belt, and the long flowing brown strands of hair that replaced the blue tinted color of his later years. But the elder mage knew his duties, as he would soon rake his fingers through his beard, the brown color fading back to the tinted blue, and with some time magic returned to his traditional blue robes. With mission in hand the mage took off quickly to find the two mages, speeding off to the Shurima Deserts where he knew Kassadin and Malazhar hailed from.
Current Champions + skins:
Youngest Zilean: Groovy Zilean
Present Day: Zilean
Future Zilean: Timemachine Zilean
PS: If Kubo Tite can make short chapters so can I. =b
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