User blog:Dragonzzilla/Apophis, the Horror of the Sands

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Lore
Runeterra now knows the likes of and  thanks to the League of Legends. They are bestial-looking visitors, summoned from some far-off alien world... but all things considered, the two brothers are newcomers to the world of Runeterra ―the consequences of their actions have yet to reveal themselves. But perhaps to the misfortune of all of Runeterra, their kind are not, as most people believe, newcomers to this world.

According to, in all of the history of his people, none matched the malevolence of Apophis. It was taboo to even mention his name in ' culture. None followed him, yet all feared him. He was not misled, nor was he corrupted: he was unquestionably evil. Long ago, he sought to destroy the universe, to reduce it to an empty nothingness... and many people believed he had the power to do so. Chaos and darkness were his modus operandi, night and day bent to his will, and even the dead were not safe from his grip: it was a dark time indeed. But apparently, the mightiest warriors of the time banded together and fought Apophis, and after a lengthy battle, defeated him. But they could not slay him. Effectively immortal due to his dabbling in forbidden arts, they decided to instead imprison him and fling him through a portal to some alien world, one where he would surely never bother them again.

The portal took Apophis to a primeval Runeterra. Imprisoned and his powers inhibited, he decided to bide his time and wait, delighted with the idea of causing havoc without his brethern's interference. So, he waited... and he waited. Eventually, his arcane prison was excavated by ancient Shurima, and was brought before Shurmia's scholars and historians as a magnificent artifact from what they thought to be an older time. But even in his prison, Apophis could still manipulate the thoughts and dreams of others. Little by little, he crept into the hearts and minds of those around him. At first, he could only effect more neutral emotions, such as ambition or pride, but as time passed, his influence began to seep into the darker parts of the human psyche, such as rage, hatred or paranoia. It was a slow but sure process. The lords and ladies began to bicker, the mages' ambitions started to overtake their sense of reason, and the common man started boiled with rage and hate. Even Shurima itself began to deteriorate. What was once one of the mightiest civilization in ancient Runeterra became a sickly shadow of its former self. As the life of their culture slowly decayed, sand began to swallow up what remained of their civilization.

Shurima died a slow death. All that remains now are ruins and what is now a vast desert. But it still held enticing secrets for the rest of Runeterra. One day, the of an influential Noxian family unearthed an ancient tomb and found a magnificent sarcophagus deep within it... and within that, a foul creature. It sung to her, feeding her desire and greed, enough to convince her that it needed release. And now, a horrifying abomination is loose on Runeterra, and he fully intends to make the best of his freedom.