Arthas
A proud princess, a mighty knight, a messenger of light, a hero to the people;
a kinslaying brute, an embodiment of death, an enemy of the lightbringers, a betrayer of justice.
As chaos surges in and darkness closes in from every side, threatening Demacia's fate, Arthas must take on the mission of saving the kingdom. She must journey north in search of the Runeblade that came into this world with her, and shoulder the dark destiny surrounding her.
A soul in chains, a destiny's keen edge.
Who is the kingdom's noble knight-princess, the princess admired by all, the girl with silvery gray hair whose beauty and talent shine so brightly that even the sun can't help but squint when it sees her?
That's right, it's me, Arthas.
(This is a heavily altered fanfic. The Lich King could never be a girl.)
A few keywords: League of Legends, Arthas, Runeterra
