Champion concept, Eliria, lore

-I do not wish to kill, but I will do what is necessary to preserve the most lives.

Eliria had never been a "normal" person, even for one of the winged "angels". She had never known her parents, sibling, or family in general. They had all been taken in the still raging war. The war between Morganas rebels, and Kayles army. She hated the war, she could feel a small prick, hardly noticeable whenever one of her kind died. But more than that, she beleived everyone had the ability to love others and not hate them. She did.

She spent most of her time reading through ancient manuscripts, she was thrilled by the concept of a world with no death, no evil, like how the world started. Most considered her to "old minded" or "childish", but still she crept to her hobby. She never acted on her opponion, just quietly sat and waited, hoping someone else would do it for her, though, deep inside, she knew it was her task.

One day she read of a powerful artifact, supposedly capable of giving its user the power to fulfill their wish. She decided that now was the time to act. She journeyed for the first time, outside of the protection of the walls, she journeyed towards a forsaken part of Runeterra, where the temple housing the artifact supposedly was.

Just as she was about to loose hope of ever finding it, she saw it in the distance, an ancient, crumbling temple on the top of a forsaken mountain. When she entered she found two swords, each in a stone before a huge altar. One sword was made of a dark, nearly black, metal, inset with a purple jem in at the point were blade and handle meet. The other, a white metal, with gold edging, inset with a red gem.

The first seemed to generate pure darkness, the other, light. A voice boomed from the shadows of the crumbling altar. It told her of the blades, how one was forged for pure justice, the other, power. It told how taking one would change your mind, would warp you so you could only do what the blade was made for. Either destroy the evil, or destroy those in your path.

Somehow, She knew the fate of much more than her lay in her decision, she didn't want to kill, or choose a side, and she knew likely hoods of survival were slim, but she had to try. Reaching forward she took both swords, the pain that flashed through her body seemed nothing. Compared to the total, unbearable agony in her mind. The rights and wrongs of the world seemed to be ripping at her very soul, despite all odds, she survived this process.

She emerged with the same strong personality and morals, but also with a courage and determination not normal to her. Along with the blades she now carried the power of both the light, and the dark. The armor that had magically formed on her during the process was of both light, and dark as well. She now had one purpose in her mind. End this war with as few deaths as possible, only then, could there be peace.

-I am the Angel of both Life, and of Death.

Ps. If you want to see the actual champion look up "champion concept, Eliria, the Angel of peace".