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My Life (After Countless Reincarnations) in Runeterra

Hannahchan
"Reincarnation is a cosmic game of Russian roulette, and my latest prize is Demacia. The kingdom of justice, order, and petricite forests that suppress magic. The problem? I'm practically a walking magical fuse. Between Mage Hunters sniffing out heresy and citizens who see a stray spark as an invitation to be burned at the stake, surviving here takes more than just luck. The good news is that after hundreds of lifetimes, I've learnt how to fend for myself... and I attract trouble like a poro to a tasty treat. My plan? Get the hell out of here, explore the strangest corners of Runeterra, and preferably, avoid a pathetic death. But something tells me that in this world of forgotten gods and looming wars, 'simple' isn't on the cards. After all, what could possibly go wrong? Don't answer that." ------------------- Author's Notes ------------------- English isn't my first language. I'm still learning! So please forgive any grammatical mistakes or awkward phrasing. (If you spot anything that sounds a bit off, please do let me know in the comments. I'd love the feedback to help me improve). This is a Runeterra fanfiction. As we all know (even Riot can't quite seem to get it straight), there are several different timelines. To avoid getting lost, I've created my own. The universe here is a hybrid: it blends elements of older League of Legends lore with what was shown in Arcane. In Arcane, some champions simply don't exist, but I'm too fond of them to leave them out. So, in this universe, both worlds meet. Story Style: This is intended as a slice-of-life adventure, inspired by Frieren: Beyond Journey's End (Sousou no Frieren). This means it will focus more on the journey, dialogue, discovery, and magical day-to-day life, rather than on huge, epic battles all the time. Romance is not the main focus. However, if it does happen, it will be Yuri. I'm by no means an expert on LoL lore (I'm guilty of mostly just knowing the champions I play cough cough). So, it's likely some things might stray from canon. If you notice any drastic divergences, please go easy on me! Instead, feel free to leave a comment: I'd genuinely appreciate the chance to read your thoughts, learn from them, and even make adjustments where it makes sense.
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The ultimate mamluk

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