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Aatrox, the Darkin Blade - Legends of Runeterra Splash Art

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@nameaprice utters: "holding it together is the hardest part."

It took a mighty power to stop a Darkin. But burned flesh and gaping cavities through his stolen body hinted at such a thing. The rocky base of the cliff was Aatrox's resting place, at least until he stabalised. As much as it was loathed, he would need to reorder the remaining blood and meat, stooping to a meager size. "Gather your strength, Aatrox. Go back across the desert, spread the fear and destruction that way. Then, return for retribution. The false ascended first, and then, the celestial peak... No rest, no --" As he contemplated the seared skin across his form, he realises firstly, that what he thought was an inner monologue had been spoken aloud. And secondly, that it had attracted company. Eyes roll in their sockets until they land on the source of the little voice. Burning pupils fall on the weapon carried by the mercenary, and lips pull back to show a wide, full mouth of teeth. Stuck between a fit of laughter, and a furious roar.

"Ah, there it is. Finally, the unmaker appears before me." Every word acts as a bar for what boiled in his throat. "Do not patronise me, Chalicar Wielder! You may hold a heavy responsibility, but you cannot imagine the likes of which weighs upon me."

Skin tears as lungs steal air, rising in preparation. Willing his vessel to rise, Aatrox's head rolls forward with a hiss. He did not stand, but the grip on his sword is adjusted, and finds purchase in the ground beside him, pushed down into the dry, cracking earth as he attempts to lift the rest of himself to little avail. "Fight me, Chalicar Wielder. Fight me, and meet your doom to a fallen Darkin. So I may continue my wrongdoings upon the world. And you, will no longer worry over your destiny."

i prevail; everytime you leave

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from i prevail's album, trauma ( 2019 ). slightly modified to fit dialogue prompts. if it's in parentheses, feel free to omit it.

bow down.

get on your knees & bow down.

i come alive, i'll survive, take on anything.

so paint a target on my back, let 'em come to me.

i'm on another level that you'll never reach.

if you seek forgiveness, you'll get nothing from me.

you will never know, it's the price i pay.

look into my eyes, we are not the same.

i'm in control, & you'll know my name.

i gave my life, gave it everything.

the best of your best ain't good enough.

keep running your mouth, & i'ma call your bluff.

so... i had this dream, it meant everything, & i watched it come alive.

i let you in, underneath my skin, & i learned to love the lies.

now i lay awake & i contemplate... have i become what i hate?

would you go to war? would you die for it?

paranoid.

something isn't right, i feel it in my bones.

every time i look around, it follows me home.

i get so stressed out when my head gets loud.

all this emptiness inside, i can't fill the void in my mind.

sometimes i just wanna die (wish that i could tell you why).

is it all inside my head?

i just can't escape the noise.

i think i'm paranoid.

every time you leave.

all i ever wanted was to find someone.

holding it together is the hardest part.

every time you leave, i lose a little piece of me.

every time we speak, words don't do it justice.

it's just us from here.

finishing the puzzle is the hardest part.

everyday wishin' you could stay, 'cause our minds may change, but our hearts remain.

i can't believe you gotta go away again.

if you ever start to hesitate & you feel the weight, it starts to break.

we're not the same; know that this means everything to me.

no one said life gets in the way.

rise above it.

i've been patiently waiting, tying my stomach in knots.

i've been lost in the moment, going to war with my thoughts.

if you're feeling the pressure, the pressure's all that i got.

so if you think you're ready, i'm here to tell you you're not.

you're in over your head.

i'll be damned if i ever let you get me again.

i will stop at nothing 'cause i was made to rise above it.

one of these days, everyone will know (but for now i stand alone).

i count my enemies like trophies.

i've got nothing left to prove.

when i look at you, all i see are trophies.

i'm not afraid to put it all on the line (like it runs in my veins).

you cannot stop me, so don't even try.

breaking down.

i think... i think too much.

i'm a little bit paranoid.

i think i'm breaking (down).

maybe it's in my blood.

hate every single second, minute, hour, every day.

everybody's out to get you.

every time they ask me, i just tell 'em that i'm fine.

i try to hide my demons, but they only multiply.

everybody fucking hates you.

i say i'm feeling hopeless, but no one's listening.

i don't really like myself.

DOA.

on our knees, we pray as we waste away.

we dig our grave, dead on arrival.

i close my eyes & contemplate on why i chose to be great.

i find myself trying to escape from where i'm supposed to be safe.

maybe i should pray like i'm supposed to be saved.

sometimes i feel like getting even, but i choose to behave.

i'm mentally locked in a prison (& i need bail).

i wish i was more flourished. i wish i had more courage.

i wonder if it's all worth it (i wonder...).

dead is the land of the free.

am i not worth saving?

gasoline.

let's burn it fucking down.

back from the dead to tell you that i'm alive.

killed the old way (but i survived).

fuck the blueprint.

death or exile, you decide.

tell 'em all that i made my name.

now it's mine to send up in flames.

this right here is as far as you go.

this right here is where i lose control.

burn it all down, i don't give a fuck.

fuck what they say, fuck everything.

kill it all (kill everything).

nothing but red inside when i close my eyes.

break or bow down, you decide.

tell 'em all that you can't be saved.

tell 'em all that you dug this grave.

learn to live in this mess you made.

hurricane.

tell me i was never good enough.

remind me of the demons that i've been running from.

tell me who the hell you thought i was.

just blame it on the person, the person i've become.

lately, i don't give a fuck.

i can't be myself when i'm with anyone.

(&) maybe, i'm already gone.

i'll never be the same.

it hit me like a hurricane.

i don't know why i drown my mind (in everything they say).

it got the best of me.

tell me that i'm lost inside my mind.

i reach out, but it's pulling me under.

remind me i've been searching for something i won't find.

tell me i was never worth the time.

just blame it on the person you think i left behind.

look into my eyes.

believe me that the storm is coming.

let me be sad.

i'm holding back right now.

('cause) i'm numb to what's around.

i miss the life i used to have (with you right here).

now everything is turning grey.

i'm blacking out the shades for now.

let me be sad.

let me be sad, even for a little while. just a chance to catch my breath.

let me be sad, even for a little while, 'cause it's all that i have left.

can you see it in my eyes, i've been distant?

i can't tell if it's the end or the beginning.

i know i haven't been myself, i'll admit it.

i put up walls so if i burned any bridges, just know i'm doing everything i can to try & fix it (but knowing me i'll probably miss it).

these voices get so vicious.

feels like i'm ripping stitches.

i wish some days i could go back (before life changed, it was so fast).

that time is gone, & i know that (so please, let me be sad).

when all i see are memories, i don't wanna lose a thing.

low.

i'm so damn low.

i can't lie, i'm falling (the floor gave out again).

the walls are caving in.

i've got these voices in my head.

i don't know why i'm broken.

my world is sinking in.

they tell me that i'm not enough.

is it my time?

even when i'm high, i still feel low.

voices in my head won't leave me alone.

i keep falling.

i'm in over my head again.

i'm on my own, i know it.

i think i'm too far gone to save.

i can't let go. i'm holding, i feel it slip away.

the more they say, the more they cut.

i'm hanging by a thread (don't know if i let go).

i'm doing everything i can to fix the problem.

this is how it feels when you hit rock bottom.

deadweight.

i'm cutting out the deadweight.

let me take a second to get this through to you.

it's time you get put in the rearview.

cut ties, there's nothing left to your lies, i'm seeing right through.

let me lay it out so it's clear for you to see.

i'm done with the ones that don't believe.

i'm cutting out the ones who drag me down.

all this negativity weighing down on me.

admit it's so pathetic to think i'd carry you.

i'd rather watch all the lows you sink to.

now i can see what you're really all about.

turn your back & run your mouth.

i laugh at all the time you wasted.

you're bitter, i can fucking taste it.

so if you think that you can drag me down, it's gonna come back around.

keep it up, motherfucker (i'll cut you out).

i don't belong here.

'cause i don't belong here.

those days, it was all i wanted.

nowadays, it feels all the same.

used to stare at my bedroom ceiling wishing everything would change.

now it's hard when you're always searching for the life that you left behind.

time disappears, year after year.

how the hell did i get here?

i feel so far away.

minutes turn to hours & the hours into days.

i gave up everything.

you don't know what you got until you throw it all away.

looking back on the past, all the time i wasted...

i'm running from everyone that tells me that i'm fading out.

must be mistaken 'cause i don't feel anything.

you know i got this brain, it drives me insane.

some days i feel i can't take the pain.

i can't explain it 'cause i don't need anything.

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more stuff about becoming a god being inherently dehumanizing pls

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As the ending of the show plays with applause and celebrations, popcorn is thrown at the screen with all the fury that can be mustered behind the box (it shifts the screen two degrees.)

"What a rigged gameshow! When the rules weren't changing, they were never explained! This 'Bachelor Emperor' knew half the competitors already. A waste of time!" Boxes of takeaway food and Ora siphons are moved aside as the crime lord finally escapes his position on the couch during his binge. After shifting enough cans and containers, he finds his communicator and immediately yells into it.

"Get my ship ready! ... No, I'm not going to that ludicrous party. I need a good ending, with real stakes, and comeuppance! Get me the VIP seats for the closest Gladiator-- What do you MEAN they're all on hold or otherwise held at the Galaxy-wide rave?! All the other crime lords will be there?! Gifts are mandatory?!?"

The communication device is the next thing to be thrown (it hits the side of the screen, miraculously moving back the same two degrees) before Aatrox goes on his temper-rampage.

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Odyssey Aatrox - Splash & Game Loading Screens

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"This is absurd. Every channel and wave is just this 'the bachelor emperor' show or whatever idiotic name it has. Where is Planet Gladiators? I've missed four games already. Four! I don't need romance, I need entertainment!"

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girl you are so fleshy and grotesque ♥

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trox to trynd waiting to collect his new vessal

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BASIC INFORMATION

Legal Name: Aatrox

Most Known As: World Ender, the Darkin Blade

Nickname(s): Blade of Icathia, Deathbringer, God Killer

Date of Birth: The calendar for it no longer exists.

Gender: Agender (he/him pronouns)

Place of Birth: Shurima

Currently Living: Nowhere. His path of destruction leads him all over the world. (in the sword? hm)

Spoken Languages: Ancient Shuriman, & the languages of his vessels.

Education: Highest education from ancient Shurima

Hair Color: N/A

Eye Color: Bright orange

Height: Dependent on the vessel he inhabits, usually 5m if not larger.

FAMILY INFORMATION

Siblings: Considers all the Darkin as such.

Parents: Memories of them lost to time.

Children: None that he can recall.

Pets: None.

RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION

Sexual Orientation: Asexual

Relationship Status: Single

Since When: A few millennia ago now.

Tagged by: @freljordi ♡ Tagging: you, if u see this and havent filled the meme out already

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"You've got great teeth, what's your dental plan?" #crack

"I am so glad you asked. My 'plan' involves not ingesting nutrients to not get anything stuck between the teeth, and reusing the marrow of my fallen victims to replenish this vessel's own. And it goes without saying that with complete conscious control of this body, there is nothing alive on these gums."

"Of course, hours upon hours of teeth bared to be bleached by the sun keeps them pearly white."

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trox rendering and model for the worlds promotions [source] he's sooo fleshy and crunchy and nasty <3

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A scythe? A scythe?! | @umbane

Ferocious claws rear back instinctively in preparation when there is finally a response from a small throat, audacious with its faux bravado. But when the Darkin's face, all bared teeth and burning eyes, locks on to his mark, Aatrox holds. As the mighty trunks he had already felled complete their groaning collapses around them all, a makeshift glade of destruction opens up, revealing the behemoth that now faced this dark-touched mortal,

and his weapon.

It takes Aatrox a moment longer than he would ever admit, reaching back through centuries of memories, before a name is found that matches the unblinking eye. As the final creaking, broken tree collapses to the foliage-covered earth a sombre noise that could almost be mistaken for sadness - or remorse - rumbles out. "Rhaast..."

As if to stop the very tree the shadow warrior perched on from retreating, a meaty hand grabs at it's trunk. Straining the bark in an attempt to inspect the mortal closer, the burning pits that acts as pupils stare unblinking at his corrupted form. "Do not speak as if you know our history, wielder. You do not even understand the doom you carry! But soon, it seems, you shall."

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thinking of them (the concept art for the darkin lor art featuring giant trox and teeny tiny kayn n rhaast)

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What Type of Villain are You?

Then Let Me Be Evil

You never wanted to hurt anyone, but the world never gave you a choice. You did the best you could with what you had, but every innocent mistake you made was held against you when it counted, every crossroads led you down the wrong path no matter which way you went. No matter what you did, the odds were stacked against you. It wasn't fair, and you are sick and tired of being told what a monster you are for things out of your control. Well, fine. They want a monster? YOU'LL GIVE THEM A MONSTER!

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