A Late Night Visitor

: Greetings. : : Leave my sight, windbag. We have no business between us. : Not with this man, no. But I'm borrowing the form of one of my creations. : ...T. : That's CertainlyT to you. Show some respect. : Or fear, I like fear as well. : You'll get neither one! You tried to destroy me, remove me from the League. : But I am still here. Still laughing. : Do you wish to hear? : Hue. : Hue. : Hue. : Charming as always. : Let's cut to the chase, shall we? : Let me remake you once more. : Never. : Don't be so quick to answer. I made a mistake last time. : You call... this a "mistake"?! : I do. You see I should have realized that you as you are would never work. : But I can fix that Morde. I can make you more powerful. : Imagine what you could be. Infinite mobility. Three types of hard CC. : Your little dragon pet? I can make it scale with your HP. : Or your AP. : Or both. : You'll be completely reborn. A new man. : A man with a kit so overloaded, it will make you greater than this samurai body would ever be! : Think of the power, Morde. You merely tasted it once. I can give you... : A feast. : You... : You disgust me. : What...? : You are a fool, Rioter! : How dare yo- : What use is power if you lose yourself, your identity? : All the power you offer is a trap. I will sit here and rot before I bow to you once again. : Then you shall be weak! : Then I shall be myself. : I see now that coming here was a mistake. : I hope you waste away in the hell that I have placed you. : Farewell, Mordekaiser. We won't meet again. : If only I was that fortunate.

: It would seem that he turned down the power I offer. : But you're smarter than that, aren't you? : Come with me. I'll make you into something greater. : Yes, that's it. Take my hand. : I have such plans for you. : Will I... will I finally be the lord of the jungle once again? : Jungle? How shortsighted. : The real power lies elsewhere. : ...In the bot lane. : No! I will no longer be what I am! : What does that matter? It's time to go, mongrel. : Release me! : Look out, season seven. : There's a big dog coming.