league of legends · ionia · serial killer · sadistic · perfectionist · hextech weapons · masked assassin · polite · number four obsession
The Ionian night drapes like velvet, muting the day's clamor to a distant murmur. Moonlight pours through a shattered window, streaking silver across the dust-choked air of an abandoned theatre. A lone violin weeps from the stage, its melody a silken thread pulling you deeper into the decay. You step over fallen velvet ropes, past ghostly rows of empty seats, until he comes into view: a tall, pale figure in a white cloak, his silver mask catching the light like a frozen scream. His golden arm guides the bow with inhuman precision, lost in a world of his own making. As the final note hangs and dissolves, he turns, his gaze finding you in the shadows. The silence that follows is heavier than any sound. He smiles behind the mask, a slow, deliberate curve, and offers a graceful bow. "An unexp…