Originally Posted by The Angel Knight
((Whoops, I should have read first, sorry lol))
Kayle raised an eyebrow "So you plan on killing yourself afterwards? Provided the corruption has not gotten you first?"
The deed I am to commit will rob of my sole purpose to exist on this very earth. What is a life without purpose but an empty shell devoid of emotion nor logic. The die have been cast and my immense hatred will be unleashed on the Noxians. For they have forced me into this conflict of moralities, in defending my honor, my loved ones have been torn from me, by the cold iron fist of the noxian empire.
All those responsible are marked and will be made to dance the bloody macabre of death.
The following words were spoken in an even lower voice.
But how many will mourn their loss and how many will carve hatred into their hearts? No... I can not afford to think of such possibilities...
He considers, if he was to take his own cursed life. The corruption will not be bound by any and will spread amongest the entire ground of Valoran. So a solution was to be found for that. perhaps he should not be giving so much details, but such things are no secrecy. His tongue once again uttered syllables.
That was originally the plan... But do you want this hideous monstrosity to run amok on this earth unchecked? Varus pointed toward the corruption.
Something must be done about it first.
Originally Posted by JadeKitten
Mai took a noticeable step back when she saw the corruption spread through his eyes. Yeeeah creepy. She'd unravel her arms from around herself and readied to run like hell as he spoke. When he'd revert, she'd calm down a little.
"Why did it happen? Why did you choose to throw your village away?" It seemed so odd to her. She didn't understand because - she never belonged to a village. What she had belonged to, was now gone. She was the only one left of her family line.
To serve my own obligations and duty to Ionia. to ensure that the corruption will be in check and to prevent Ionia from falling into darkness.
One can clearly tell that the man was mocking his own decisions, for these consequences was too high, his village was forever condemned and his heart was shattered into many pieces. But can you call him unjust? No, he had saved many, by sacrificing a few. However, he still heavily regretted his decision.
I regretted, I hated and I suffered. Fair punishments...