【The most authentic League of Legends fanfic (?!)】
That year, Demacia still clung to its glory and rejected magic in every form.
That year, a Zaunite proposed glorious evolution in Piltover.
That year, Bilgewater still trembled beneath the Black Mist of the Harrowing.
That year, Ashe took over all of Avarosa after her mother's death.
That year, Noxus mobilized the entire nation to prepare for an invasion of Ionia.
That year, Shurima's future remained hidden beneath endless yellow sands.
That year, a soul from another world, carrying a cheerful System, took over a cheerful body.
And so, the winds began to blow across Runeterra...
