Guardian Angel

"*sniff* Mommy...Daddy...I'm scared...*sniff* Please help me..." Within a dark cell, a boy is currently being locked behind bar as he cries and sniffs in a hoarse voice, he curled in a corner as his lifeless eyes gaze at the wooden door, in hope of someone coming to his rescue.

'Someone please helps me...' The boy kept on muttering the sentence despite not saying it out loud, like a monologue; along with his ragged appearance with the malnourished figure, this just to prove that the boy had been kept here for a long time, or he hadn't been fed as much.

'Why...?' Why did they kidnap him...? Why? What did he do wrong?' Various questions go through his head.

He was just an ordinary boy from a small village situated in the middle of nowhere, he just lived a normal life like that of a normal young child, but why was he being kidnapped? Why did they burn down his village? Why?

He didn't have money, he wasn't powerful or famous, hell he was all stick and bone! So why!?

The more he thought about it, the more tears he wanted to shed, but he was too dehydrated to even produce a single drop.

*Click*

*Clang* Door unlocks.

The sound of clicking comes from the wooden door as it is slowly being pushed open, making a rusty creak noise. The door that the boy had been gazing at, longing for someone to come and open that door and rescue him from this hell hole, has finally been opened...

But...instead of screaming out of joy, the boy reveals a terrified look, he wants to scream out of fear but his voice is just too hoarse, the boy kept edging back, away from that demon of a man until his back hit the wall.

All hope was lost at the moment...

"Please...release me...*sniff*" The boy begs with a dry throat; the hero that he dreams of coming to the rescue didn't come, but instead it was a demon, the demon with a scythe behind his back like a grim reaper, the demon that had kidnapped and robbed him of his freedom!

In front of the child begging for mercy, the said demon didn't even have an ounce of expression on his face, he walked toward the cell, opened the cage, and dragged the boy by his neck out.

"*choke*" The boy kept on choking and squirming midair, struggling to breathe as he tried to pry open the demon's claw with his powerless hands, but alas...he was just a kid after all... it's not long before he begins to lose consciousness from the lack of air.

*Thump* The man loosens his grip as the kid lifelessly drops down onto the cold cement. His state of being is unknown.

"Tcch...I hope the bastard Jhin is worth it like you said... Zed. Hmph!" The man grumbles in a cold tone as he unsheathes the scythe from his back, not caring whether the boy is dead or not.

In this scenario, one would wonder what or why would he use his weapon for? Perhaps to kill the child with the scythe or to practice some martial arts with it.... but no.... the man did something very unspeakable of...

*Stab* Holding the handle, the man plunges the Scythe right through his heart with no remorse or hesitation!

The dude is a certified maniac!

*Puah*" Fuck that hurt" The man spit out blood as he said that...what else did you think would have happened!?

But instead of continuing to grimace in pain, the man takes out a bottle from his pocket, inside the bottle is what seems to be a strand of...hair...?

The man shows a tint of a smile before he opens his mouth, readying to speak.

"⍜⊑ ⎎⍜⍀ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌇⏃☍⟒ ⍜⎎ ⏚⌰⍜⍜⎅, ⌰⟒⏁ ⏁⊑⟒⍀⟒ ⏚⟒ ⍀⊑⏃⏃⌇⏁" An incantation is being spoken out in an unknown language as the man's figure changes its shape into something very horrific!

*RUMBLE* His aura fluctuates heavily as the building begins to shake uncontrollably!

The man's proportion increased and kept on increasing in size until his head touch the ceiling with a height of approximately 20 meters! His skin turned dark red as black scales grows out of nowhere, all around his body, as they imbued permanently on his skin, leaving only his bare chest exposed, where the scythe is currently being imbued.

*SHING* From the centre of his chest, a red aura glowing brightly like a firefly in the dark night.

A pair of identical spiked horns grew out from the side of his head, similar to that of a pincer on a beetle.

The kid wasn't wrong.... the man is a literal demon!

"⎅⏃⍀☍⋏⟒⌇⌇ ⟟⌇ ⏃ ⌇⏁⏃⍀⏁" Heavy, chilling tone were spoken out by the demon as it breathes out hot breaths, the demon turns his head downward, looking at the scythe piercing its heart, it grabs the scythe, yanks it out hard as an incredible amount of dark red blood splatter everywhere, the blood splatter on to the boy, painting him a whole new skin colour.

*Crush*Holding the bottle with it being less than the size of his pinky finger, the demon crushed the bottle, letting the strand of hair slowly freefall onto the boy's body.

"⍜⊑ ⍀⟒⎐⟟⎐⟒ ⏁⊑⊬ ⌇⍜⎍⌰, ☌⎍⏃⍀⎅⟟⋏ ⏃⋏☌⟒⌰!" The demon then started to chant an incantation with its claws clasped together, Black demonic aura starts to leak out from the demon's body as it collides against the ground and the building, causing them to shake.

*crash* Dust and debris crashing down from the ceiling.

*crack* Spider-web cracks appear on the ground.

*Shing* On the cracked ground, various red colour Rune in some unknown language appears out of nowhere as they form a circle around the two pair.

The whole process seems long but it hasn't even taken a moment as the hair is still dangling midair, slowly falling as if time had been altered.

Slowly and surely, the piece of hair lands atop the kid's body and that's when the magic happens...or rather.... a horrific scene occurred.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The kid suddenly opens his eyes and screams hysterically at the top of his lungs. His eyes turn bloodshot, and the skin around his body cracked

*SWOOSH* Out of nowhere, scorching white coloured flames appear beneath the crack as they engulf the child in an instant, burning his body to ash!

On the wall, due to the reflection of light, a humanoid shadow figure appears. With two wings and a halo floating atop its head, a knowledgeable person would be able to resemble the humanoid shadow to that of an Angle! The shadow hovers above the ash, like a lingering soul filled with resentment as it refuses to leave the realm.

But wait…. the process didn't seem like it was finished….

From deep within the ash, a single strand of hair sprouted, like how a seed germinates, this strand of hair grew and multiply itself into an uncountable number, then….it stop growing and multiplying after reaching a certain amount of height and number.

White bones suddenly appear soon after from beneath the ash, they gather and form an oval with dents around it, similar to the shape of a head.

The process is extremely gruesome and very uncomfortable to watch… Piles of bones, organs, tissues, skins….etc appear and they start to repair themselves in an organised manner as if there is a pair of invisible hands, threading the body part together, to create a masterpiece!

If you think about it and look at it differently, this gruesome scene that would make an ordinary person vomit is unique in its own way! After all, you won't be able to witness this godly phenomenon anywhere else!

....

After what seems like an eternity, the process is finally finished!

Standing tall on its feet, is a perfect looking body with a beautiful young face that can be considered handsome in human aesthetics; slick back, black hair, perfectly shaped eyebrows shaped like an eagle wing, and those cold, emotionless and dangerous eyes, the eye of a cold-blooded predator that will show no remorse to any living beings!

No one would have expected that hidden behind the mask of potentially the most terrifying assassin in Ionia is that of a man who looks like he is less than 30 years old! The Virtuoso, Jhin!

Like how superman would disguise himself among the masses, Jhin, with his natural aesthetic face walked among the people and no one would ever notice a thing! Truly a horror to think about.

[AN: This is actually a scientific fact, among the 10 people you have crossed paths with daily, 5-8 of them are potential serial killers, or are already ones! Stay safe guys.]

Jhin's body continued to stand motionless for about several minutes before a slight expression appeared on his face.

*Twitch* His eyebrows twitched.

His dull eyes suddenly regained their lights as his consciousness started to awake from the depth of his soul.

*THUMP*

*HUFF*

*HUFF*

Jhin showed a major reaction at his awakening as his knees buckled, he knelt on the ground with perspiration dripping out of his pores, he roughly breathes out, and his expression was that of horror, like a man who had survived a deadly encounter.

"Where?" Years of experience kicked in intuitively as he hurriedly and carefully surveyed the surroundings, despite not understanding what was happening and why he felt the way he did.

"Oh, you're awake..." Suddenly a chuckle came from his side, making him jump up defensively, Jhin tried to reach his weapon, Whisper, but realized its nowhere to be found!

Being left defenceless, Jhin threw a deadly punch with no consideration to the other unknown party...

But his fist didn't meet its target, instead, a hand suddenly appear as it catch the fist effortlessly.

'What?' Jhin couldn't help but be shocked! Although his strong points are his assassination techniques, it doesn't mean that his punching power is weak! His punch could even destroy a low-B ranker! but this random guy whom he does not yet to recognize easily neutralized his fist!

"Relax...It's me." Walking out of the shadow is the man that had turned into a living demon previously, now his look turned back to normal, a normal human with braided black hair and a preeminent looking Scythe that looks like a living being! Unlike the previous time, the scythe has an eye that is currently open at the intersection between the handle and the blade, the weird thing is that...IT BLINKS!

Wait...I take it back.... the man at first glance looks normal.... but he's not!

His entire body seemed to be non-existent because it kept fading in and out of the material realm as dense amounts of shadow enveloped him, like an invisible cloak that can be toggled! His eyes had no irises! They only contain white sclera...

"Kayn? Why are you her...no... Why am I here? What happened to me? "Why can't I remember anythin-" Seeing that the culprit was one of his own, Jhin slightly relaxed his guard, not completely since apparently, he doesn't trust "Kayn" that much. He asks various questions as his memories are blank and he couldn't recall anything that had happened; as a professional assassin, losing memories is a critical matter and is a number one rule of being an assassin of to not ever do, because you could have already died 10 times over if that ever happened....

[AN: PepeLaugh }

"Woah woah, slow down champ. One question at a time." Kayn said annoyingly as he calms Jhin down. Then he proceeds to explain the situation to the confused Jhin, on the fact that he died and revealed a deep secret about the guardian angels and resurrection. As Jhin continued to listen, his expression turned terrifying grim, but it wasn't long before his expression contorted into agony as an abundant amount of memories coursed through his mind, giving him a several pain.

"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jhin clutches his head and screams aloud. The scene of how he confronted the Noxus's soldiers in an empty alleyway, then the scene of his confrontation with Jayce, and finally.... the agony and painful torture that he had experienced for what seemed like an eternity.

"AGHHHHHHHH JAYCE TALIS, I WILL REMEMBER THIS GRUDGE AND DRAG YOU INTO THE DEPTH OF HELL!" Jhin's eyes turn bloodshot as he roars at the top of his lung, and he fell unconscious soon after, his brain forced itself to shut down after the intense, and dramatized flashback.

"Sigh....now I have to clean up this mess...." While Jhin had his dramatic breakdowns, and passed out, Kayn just yawns lazily at the side as he laments about his chores.

"But Jayce Talis...huh? I will meet you sooner or later.... oh, father of the Angel" Kayn said while looking in a certain direction, a piece of paper slipped out from his pocket coincidently, revealing the same image of Seraphine....but this time it has another image of another person....and it looks exactly like our protagonist, Jayce, with a dead or alive as its title...

….

Shurima's desert

"Achoo!" Jayce sneezed as he rubbed the bridge of his nose in confusion.

'Weird...am I sick?' Jayce thought confusedly; he hadn't experienced any sickness symptoms ever since he was young, but why did he sneeze...?

But he soon shrugged it off and didn't put too much thought into it, he got better things to do...

"What the fuck is this!?" Jayce yells out hysterically as he gazes at the empty void, looking around with his senses, nobody, not a single soul could be found anywhere...

You might be wondering why and how Jayce ended up in this situation...

Well...

*earlier*

After the little reunion with his mother, Jayce told her that he was going to his room to rest since he was tired, well.... It was a lie. He uses the excuse to check out his newfound abilities that he managed to get but didn't thoroughly explore its depth.

'System, activate "inventor's mind!"

'Name: Inventor's mind.

Description: A smart mindset can create miracles.

Usage: Player's mind will enter a special space that separates from reality.

i. Time will down by the ratio of 100:1 (100 minutes=1 seconds), while inside the space.

ii. 10x Inspiration. While inside the space.

iii. Blueprints shop. While inside the space.

Note:

Can only be activated "out of combat."

Any distraction will cause the space to collapse. Severe consequences will follow.'

…

Since Cailyn and Seraphine are together for "girl" reasons that he didn't know, but glad because he doesn't have to babysit her, and they are both at the Kiramman household, Poppy and Soraka also left the mansion, leaving him alone with nothing else to do. He decides to use this time to check up on his rewards.

After all, he has a feeling that he might not have such peace in the near future... His sixth sense is telling him that dangers are approaching, and they will come at an unexpected interval... He needs to increase his strength and be prepared for it to come!

So, that's why Jayce felt a little bad because he wanted to play and spend some quality time with his family.... but alas.

'Sorry, mom... I had already promised you a good future, bear with it for a little while...' That was his last thought before his vision was engulfed in darkness.