Long ago, two unnamed armies fought a war that jeopardized the lives of mankind. Many victims, innocent people lost their lives during this bloody conflict. Finally, the great spirit, Urf, the Manatee decided that the war has gone on long enough. He said that in order to end this war, there would be tournament. Both sides of the army must hire champions for all over, in order to participate, representing their side. They spread out to many places, searching for heroes, including the Earth Dimension, The Void Realm, and The Spirit World. The tournament was a less violent way to resolve this war. To motivate heroes to participate in this war, it was said that the winner would be bestowed with money, fame, and power which the even god would fear. In the end, one hero emerges victorious, and the war had finally ended. This hero’s name was Doran. To celebrate the end of the war, the tournament was now held every generation, in honor of Urf. It is now the start of a new generation, meaning the tournament will soon be held in the near future. This begins the dawn of a new age, the beginning...of the League of Legends.
The boy slow climbed up the wall, breathing heavily. He took a quick look down and gulped.
“Pretty far drop…” He told himself, as he continued to climb.
Finally, with one last heave, he pushed himself up with the rope, and got up on the next level. He took a quick look around, making sure it was safe. Then he turned back around and started to pull back up the rope.
“All clear!” He shouted to his partner.
He finished up rolling up the rope and started walking around the new room he was in.
“Hmm…This room is probably ground level right now…”
Suddenly, there was huge explosion coming from the lower room. The boy turned around and looked behind him when there was a second small explosion, causing a huge dust cloud. Covering his mouth, and coughing, he waved his hand to clear the dirt in the air. Slowly, it died down and his partner, stood there, with their luggage and a huge cannon in her hands.
“Jeez, Trist. Be careful with that thing! Just cause I said it was all clear, doesn’t mean you should start making a whole bunch of explosions and what not.”
His partner laughed and replied, “Sorry Ez. It’s the only quick way I could get up.”
The boy, Ezreal, shook his head, and continued to walk through the halls. His partner, Tristana, follow behind.
“Man, I still don’t get it. Why did I have to climb that 60 foot wall, when you coulda just launched us both up there…” Ezreal complained.
“I told you,” Tristana answered, “You had to check if the ground was safe first. If I just launched us up without any idea of what was there, it could have been very dangerous.”
Ezreal sighed and stretched his arms up high. They soon enter another room that was completely closed off.
“Another dead end, huh?” Tristana said.
“Hmm…This shouldn’t be right…” Ezreal began, “Here, lemme see the map again.”
Tristana nodded and took a scroll out of her back pack and handed it to him. Ezreal took a long look at the map in confusion.
“Hmm…No…This can’t be right…” He started to talk to himself.
“…Ezreal?” Tristana questioned.
Ezreal began to rotate the map around.
“Could this be it?” He asked himself.
Tristana let out a long sigh and shook her head.
“This might take a while…” She explained. She took off her back pack and set it on the ground, so she could help out Ezreal with the map, when suddenly, the ground began to shake. They both turned to the bag, which was the cause of all the shaking. It had been sunken down a few feet, placed on top of a panel. At the same time, a door was rising on one side of the wall, leading to another hall.
“Whoa!” Ezreal gasped. He took a look at the map, and then another look at the pathway in front of him, “There it is! Nice job Trist, let’s go!”
Tristana grabbed her bag, and her gun and started to walk towards the door along with Ezreal. The moment they set foot in the room, another panel was pressed down, and the whole room began to shake again.
“What’s going on now?!” Tristana asked.
“I-I don’t know!” Ezreal replied.
They turned around and saw a much larger door slowly rising behind them. Inside that door, was a huge bolder that slow began to roll towards them.
“RUN!!” Tristana yelled.
They both began to sprint as fast as they could down the hall. Ezreal took a quick look behind him and saw that the bolder had picked up speed from rolling.
“Tristana! It’s catching up to us!” He yelled out.
“Uhh, Ez?! We have a bigger problem right now!
Ezreal quickly looked at Tristana who was point in front of them. He followed her gaze and saw that they were running into a dead end.
“Oh no! What do we do?!” Ezreal exclaimed.
“Here! Hold then!” Tristana commanded, as she threw him the back pack. She began to load her cannon with a huge cannon ball and stuffed it down the barrel.
They had both stopped in front of the wall, with the bolder only a few meter away from them.
“Come on, Trist! Any time now!” He rushed.
“Alright, ready!” Tristana yelled out as she clicked the cannon.
Quickly, she turned around to the bolder and shot off a huge canon, which exploded the bolder into pieces of rock.
“Whew!” Tristana cheered.
“That was close!” Ezreal laughed.
But the room continued to shake. The ceiling began to crumble above them.
“What’s going on now?!” Tristana screamed.
“Your…Your explosion! It’s causing too much of an after effect!” He explained.
“Wh-what?! Doesn’t that just put us in the same situation as before!?”
“****…” Ezreal thought. He turned around him and placed his hand on the wall, “I’m gonna have to risk it…”
He quickly ran to Tristana and picked her up, along with the bag.
“Ez! What are you doing?!” She asked, holding her gun.
“Just trust me on this one!” He told her.
He took a couple deep breaths and run full speed towards the wall. At the last second, just before they made contact with the wall, there was a flash of light, and they teleported through the wall. From behind them, they heard the room they were in before fall apart. Both of them laid down on the ground gasping for air.
“Oh god…That was almost to close…” Ezreal said.
“Was…was that Arcane Shift? How’d you manage to flash both of us?” Tristana asked, still gasping for air.
“Well…I’ve been practicing…” Ezreal told her as they both got up.
Tristana smiled and said, “Heh…You’ve gotten strong…”
“Well, actually, not really. I mean, I was lucky enough to flash you and me, but I guess it’s just cause you’re really small.”
“WHAT?!” Tristana quickly kicked Ezreal in the shin, and looked away, pouting, “I can’t help being so small.”
“Ow! Jeez, I didn’t mean it in a bad way…Wait…Hold on a second…” Ezreal quickly grabbed the map from the bag, and took a look at it, then back at the room they were in. “We’re…We’re here!”
“Huh? What do you mean, ‘here?’” Tristana questioned.
“This should be the tomb! “ Ezreal answered, “Mejai’s Soulstealer should be here somewhere!”
They looked around the room, but they could not find what they were looking for. Instead, they saw three circles, engraved on the floor, each with a many patterns on them.
“It’s…It’s not here…” Tristana spoke, sounding disappointed. Ezreal, on the other hand, looked at the markings on the ground, with a puzzled look on his face.
“These markings…They look familiar…I think I’ve seen them before.”
After a while of thought, he finally announced, “That’s it! This is the language of the Ancient Runeterra!”
“It’s a dead language now, but it was used a lot back in the olden times. I studied these with my father
back in the day…”
“Alright then, what’s it say?”
“It’s a code…These circles, they tell a story. We have to match them up in the right order to complete the story.”
“Well how do we turn them?”
Ezreal took a moment to look around the room again, this time with focus. He then saw the same three wheels on a small part of the wall. He walked over and slowly turned one of them. At the same time, the wheel that he turned, also turned the circle on the ground.
“I see…This is used to move the signs on the ground. Now all I gotta do is translate this.”
“Can you do it though? It seems a bit hard.”
“Ha! Don’t underestimate me. I can probably do this in five minutes or less!”
With that said, Ezreal began his work. Quietly to himself, he would mumble a few foreign words, and rotate the wheels. Once he turned the final wheel, there was a loud click, and the room began to shake lightly.
“What’s going on? Is it another trap?” Tristana worried.
“No…I solved the puzzle, so it shouldn't be anything dangerous…I think…” Ezreal answered.
At that moment, the ground in the middle of the three circles split in half. For the opening, an altar began to rise. Once it was completely raised, the room had stopped shaking. On the altar, was a book with ancient writing on it. Demonic aura slowly started to form around the altar, coming from the book.
“That’s…That’s it! That’s gotta be Mejai’s Soulstealer!” Ezreal exclaimed.
Both Tristana and Ezreal rushed up to the altar and stared amazed at the book.
“Wow…So it wasn’t just a legend…” Tristana wowed, and started to reach for it.
“Stop!” Ezreal quickly whispered, “Be careful, this is a very dangerous item. If you don’t handle it with care, it just might steal your soul.
“O-oh…Sorry…” Tristana said as she put her hands back down, “How do we move it then?”
“Hmm…Good question…I’m not sure but, let me try this.”
Ezreal slowly began to focus his magical power and surrounded his body with an aura.
“According to the legend, the books would steal the souls of the weak or dead. So, in order to counter this, I guess you gotta protect yourself with your own power.”
“Oh…Wait, are you saying I’m weak?!”
“No, that’s not it. It’s just, you don’t really know any magic like me. And of course, Mejai was a Magician, so it would seem you need magic power to control this book.”
Ezreal slowly began to reach for the book nervously. Even though he had reinsured himself with the facts he said, he was still a little frightened. Both of them stared as the book was slowly removed from the altar. Once it was completely taken off, they both stayed completely still, and waited.
“Whew…That scared me for a second…” Ezreal said as he wiped his forehead, as he handed the book to Tristana
“Yeah,” Tristana replied, taking the book and putting it into her bag, “Thank god nothing-”
Suddenly, the who building began to shake.
“What’s going on now?!” Ezreal screamed.
“I don’t know! It must have been another trap!” Tristana told him
“Another trap, huh? Well…I guess I should’ve expected that.” Ezreal murmured while scratching his head.
“Idiot! Now’s not the time to be saying that! We gotta get outta here!”
“Well…Why don’t you just blow a hole in the wall with one of your Buster Shots?”
“I can’t! I don’t have any of those types left! Why can’t you just use Arcane Shift again?!”
“Uhh…About that…I don’t think I have enough energy left to warp both of us out.”
“HUH?! So your basically saying we’re back in the situation as we were in before?!”
“Hmm…Something along those lines…”
“You idiot! Even though we found Mejai’s Soulstealer, what good is that if we’re gonna end up dead!? Oh, I knew I shouldn’t have snuck out to explore with you. We should have just stayed back in the dig site, and explore the tomb in the morning! But noooooo, I just had to go and let myself get fooled. I-”
Tristana continued to ramble on and on while the building was falling about. Ezreal on the other hand remained calm.
“Alright…Let’s see. How can we make it so that we can both escape without getting hurt…”
He looked around the room, just to see if there was a small crack in the wall, a hole in the ceiling, anything to get Tristana out so that he himself would be able to flash out and have both of them end up being in one piece. Luckily, he found one; although it was way too small for anyone to fit through.
“****. If we could just widened…Huh?”
As the roomed begin to tremor more, the crack also grew bigger. Soon, it spread across the wall, and nearly crumbled it to pieces. The whole wall collapsing created a large dust cloud. Tristana had finally stopped talking and was now covering her face, and coughing.
“What was that?!”
Ezreal (who was also covering his face and coughing) focused his eyes clearly as the smoke died down.
“Wait a sec…Is that…”
Once the smoke was completely gone, they both saw a strange armadillo-like creature standing on all fours, with a huge armored shell on his back. Once everything was done rumbling, the creature stood back up on its hind legs and gave them some kind of strange smile.
“Rammus?!” Ezreal exclaimed, “How?! How did you know we were here?!”
“Who cares!?” Tristana yelled as she ran up and give the creature a huge, “We’re saved!”
Ezreal stood there, dumbfounded, in awe. Finally, he smiled to and shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, I guess we live to die another day.”