“February Nineteenth, Institute of War, Eastern Outskirts; My brother Valan and I, were contracted to guard the Institutes Eastern front. There were rumors of something approaching from there. Void. It was something from the void, according to the Summoners. Something that while dangerous, should pose little threat to two talented knights like Valan and I. We had our gear ready in an hour, and were hidden in the forests edge before nightfall.” “February Twenty-First, Institute of War, Eastern Outskirts; Whatever it was, it came up on Valan in the night. Were trained warriors, dammit, how did he miss it? That doesnt matter now. Hes dead. Ashes. The only thing left of him was his sword and helmet, both crackling with a strange, violet energy. Void magic. Before I could even finish grieving the damned thing fired upon me with a beam of light; same thing that killed Valan, most likely. I managed to dodge it, barely. My cloak and sword were destroyed up to the hilt. I managed to run for a few meters before it caught up with me. Gods, it was massive. Taller than the trees. Tentacles writhing, three smaller eyes crowned over one colossal retina, a dark slit that flattened as it was charging the blast to end my life. Only, the blast never came. Summoners from the Institute had arrived, and barely managed to subdue the creature before it had killed me. They took it away with them, and brought me to the infirmary. I never even got to bury Valan.” “February Twenty-Second, Institute of War, Infirmary; Im fine, dammit, but they wont let me go back to the forest to bury Valan. They wont even let me leave this room – they want me to stay for observation. They want me to stay so I wont kill them all. I heard their plans, their whispers. Theyre letting that monster – that THING – live. The alien beast that killed my brother, took the only thing I cared about in this world from me, and theyre letting it go. Theyre arranging a deal with it! Its going to stay at the Institute and compete in their accursed League, in exchange for knowledge! Id heard that they dealt with monsters before, but this... This is sickening. In a flash of dark light, something entered the infirmary, stunning the nurse sent to attend me. On instinct I rose to defend myself, but it was no threat. It was salvation. Kassadin, the League Champion, the Voidwalker, had come to me. He presented three things to me; Valans sword and helmet, along with my own sword hilt, still crackling with that evil energy. He spoke to me then. “If you want revenge, take it”. With that, he was gone. I can never thank him enough. Donning my equipment, I left the infirmary. If they wont battle the darkness of the Void, then I will. Im not alone; Kassadin stands by my side, and Valan watches me from the afterlife. VelKoz will pay. The Void will pay. Valan Helmen is dead. Marrak Helmen is dead. The Helmet of my brother is all that remains
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 20:55:24 +0000
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