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Arcane: Chaos & Jinx

Author: AmaroK
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A former assassin who, following his thirst for revenge, finds himself in the Arcane universe.

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Chapter 1Live from failure or die from accomplishment…?

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Fear, of succeeding…

And not, of fear of failure, because failure is what is easiest to obtain. In general, people tend to be afraid of failure. However, it reassures me, because I know that I do not need to expect anything… but at the same time I never stop hoping for better.

Fear, of what I could become, following a success… should I be satisfied with it or should I continue on my path in search of other successes? In the idea of ​​receiving the acceptance of others…

Fear, of having a goal, a dream or even hopes… that cannot come to fruition.

Live from failure or die from accomplishment…?

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"Fulfill your dreams!" my parents told me. "You will accomplish great things, we are sure of it!" were their last words before dying in my arms. I could feel their bodies getting cold, blood still flowing from their chests.

I wonder if they managed to accomplish their dream before being assassinated? "I may never know!" I said with a sigh. In any case, I finally did. "They're all dead, every last one!"

I'm perched at the top of the tallest building in the city, it belonged to the company my parents worked for. A world-renowned company, it was focused on technological advances. It was best known for being the first to have created an A.I., and it's advancing robotics.

But everything changed when they found crystals with a new energy source unknown to date in an asteroid.

My parents were at the head of one of the most brilliant research groups. With several months of research, they discovered a new world that had just opened up to humanity. Magic…

But as always, humans cannot help but covet what others possess. Which was the cause of my parents' death.

At 11, I had to flee my home, so as not to end up like my parents. Before dying, they had entrusted me with a pendant with all their research. That day, I made the decision to avenge my family and that nothing would stop me from doing so. Knowing that I would have to live with the consequences of it…

During my escape, I met a masked man. He was an assassin whose mission was to finish me off. But for some reason I don't know, he spared me. He took me in, he taught me everything I needed to know to be the best assassin.

I killed my first victim at 12, after that began my long list of victims that continues to grow. I continued to perfect my assassination techniques until I was 16. Or he asked me to join a group of mercenaries to perfect my knowledge. He had taught me everything he knew. Still to this day, I don't know his name, he wanted me to call him Mr. X.

At 21, I took control of the group of mercenaries I had joined. And that's where my long revenge began…

During my journey I was able to learn all kinds of knowledge; assassination, espionage, hacking, mechanics, handling of all kinds of different calibers, various martial arts ... but I was especially gifted at tinkering with all kinds of little gadgets that were useful to me during my missions. I got my intelligence and creativity from my parents. Which made me the monster I became ...

Finally after 15 years, I finally got my revenge on all those who were remotely or closely linked to the death of my parents.

So here I am at the place where it all began. I had decided that it would be my coffin, for that I had decided to do things in a big way. I had placed a hundred explosives on each of the floors.

All I had to do was wait for the last person on my blacklist to appear. I didn't care about the idea of ​​knowing that there would be innocent people in this incident, with time I'm afraid I've lost my humanity...

I see him enter the building, I just had to wait a little longer and this whole story would be over for good. After a few minutes, I took the detonator in my hand firmly. I look for one last time at the horizon on the city that had no idea of ​​the horror that was going to happen.

"It's finally time for me to find you!" I said with a last melancholy smile. I ended up letting out an evil laugh "ahahahargrgagag..."

I pressed the detonator, which triggered several explosions one after the other. Until she came to me. That's when, with miraculously, the pendant my parents had given me began to emit a blue light that enveloped me. Until I disappear from this universe.

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Your author here,

I wanted to ask your advice on what power I could give him. I was thinking maybe a power that would allow him to adapt. To make him able to assimilate Shimmer, Hextech or even magic. Which wouldn't make him too OP, but at the same time would give him great potential.

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