LoL Lore Re-Imagined: The Legend of Shurima Pt. 5

Here is the next part in my re-imagined lore. Below is just a small excerpt. If you'd like to read the whole thing, go to the link above. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

   The Guardian brothers and High Magus knelt before their emperor and bowed their heads.  They hailed in unison, “Long live the emperor.  Long live Shurima.”
Azir smiled and stood up.  “Rise, my friends, and take heed.  I have something important to tell you.”  He walked down from his throne and met them as they stood.  Even though both Renekton and Nasus stood a good two heads taller, they respected Azir’s command and position, only looking down upon him to meet his eyes.  “Shurima has thrived under the rule of my predecessors.  From the unforgiving sands they built this great empire.  How could I, born into a time of peace and stability, possibly match up to the feats of my forefathers?”
“Surely, you don’t truly mean that, sire,” said Xerath.  “It’s only because of your leadership and vision that Shurima could continue its long-deserved peace.”
“Agreed,” added Nasus.  “Think not of this era as a quiet and empty one, but an era of power that the previous emperors strove for but did not live to see with their own eyes.  They would be proud of what you have done, my emperor.”
“Thank you.  But I still feel the need to give my contribution to Shurima’s great legacy.  I will not be overshadowed by the past.”
Renekton asked with a hint of enthusiasm, “Then what would you do, my emperor?  What task could be so great as to cement your mark on history?”
Azir smiled and spread his arms wide.  “Ascension.”