The Sun in the City of Night

Emperor of the Noxian Empire

The nightlife of the  Nox City underground ... Exactly what you'd expect from a poor underground district, with strippers, alcohol, and thugs everywhere you go. After the incident just a few minutes earlier, I tried not to draw too much attention, I used my half-mask to change the colour of my eyes and hair and concealed it. I draped my hood over my head to further conceal myself.

"Another!" I requested. The bartender begrudgingly obliged, pouring me another glass of whiskey. I gulped it down like water, letting out a pained sigh from the burning sensation.

I looked up at the holo-screen. It was showing news from earlier in the day. The great and mighty Emperor of the Noxian Empire, Hyder Noxius Hyperion, personally attended the unveiling of the new dreadnought cruiser. He was wearing a full white regal attire which was adorned with a full collection of medals, with gray-black boots.  Grey gloves covered his hands and a long flowing cape billowed in the wind. His face was sharp, dark grey eyes and grey hair, the true embodiment of the night, perfectly punchable as well. He proceeded to give his speech at the ceremony.

"Today, we are gathered here to celebrate a new achievement in Noxian Technology!" he began. I could only harbor hate for the man in front of me. Every word out of his mouth is a manipulative lie, a sirens song that attracted people to his side, enchanting them with sophisticated statements and claims. Falsehoods. Lies.

" Typical politician... You always were better with your words than a blaster..." I quietly cursed. I watched on as a giant white cloth was lifted from the structure next to him. An impressive carrier was revealed under it. Six ion turbine engines with a runway the size of that of two airports. The ship itself was massive, it was the same size as the imperial place in the Noxian capital, which could take a person a whole week to explore.

The crowd applauded profusely for this majestic aircraft in front of their eyes. The emperor paints himself to be such an amazing man, powerful, benevolent, unwavering in his faith to help his people. However deep down, I knew what he was, a monster. He does not actually care for these people, he only cares about his power and the way he appears in front of others. He will do everything necessary to keep himself in the good graces of the public. All to maintain the throne. It took every ounce of effort in my being to not shoot the screen in hatred.

I was still wallowing in my thoughts when I heard a question posed by a reporter that caught my attention. " Emperor Hyperion, a while back you said that you would start uplifting those in poverty to be as prosperous as the middle and upper class. However many of those people are criminals or they're there because they made a mistake. Do you think they deserve your amnesty and kindness or should we just leave them there?"

" Well, Ms Herron, I am sure that you are well aware that while there are many there because of their wrongdoings, there are many others who are there due to truly unfortunate circumstances. It would be hasty to label them all under one umbrella. We must help those who we can. Yes, I am well aware there is a large network of gangs in the underground. In order to keep our empire safe, I will be tracking down these gangs and put an end to them once and for all. Glory to the Noxian empire. Glory to the Eternal Night. May Elune bless all of you. " the emperor said as he signed off. Even after his farewell, reporters continue to hound him with questions and pictures.

I snickered preparing to leave the bar, but before I could, a beeping sound came from my right ear, pushing the device carefully I heard a message come in. " Captain, it's Meg. Sorry to contact you now, but there is someone outside..."