I had a Dream about Fiora, Possible champ concept?

I had the strangest dream about Fiora outta nowhere, I haven't even played her in a while but I took as my responsibility since I caught a glimpse of another character that I felt needs to be in League.

His name was "Brian" in the Dream, he was like Fiora a fierce duelist but unlike her he found no pleasure in fighting. He would do his best so he wouldn't have to fight but of course he wasn't that lucky most of the time.

He is supposed to be a strange mix of Support/Duelist. Primary role being Support cause of his non-violent tendencies.

His kit would be just like Fiora but unlike her, it's not selfish. His kit mirrors that of Fiora because he learnt her moves by watching her from afar since he was very little but his kit has his own way of fighting engraved into it making it very very different than that of hers.

and now the important part, His lore.

Lore

Brian was always a Loner, his home was a abandoned old house which he took no pleasure cooping in. He would venture out to the cities of Demacia and always help people in need, whether it be to help a old lady cross a road or helping a poor sob from getting mobbed. He was loved by everyone that knew him but wasn't as famous as someone like Garen or Taric who held high ranks in Demacian army and were loved by the masses.

In his time spent gawking at wondrous places in Demacia, his personal favorite attraction was one girl who was about his age but yet so graceful, strong, nimble and such a elegant fighter. She dueled men twice her size and won, no boy or man could ever defeat her in a fair duel. Her name was "Fiora" the lady of house of "Laurent" family which is supposed to be one of oldest aristocratic families in Demacia. Brian, a young Orphan was no match for her. Little one couldn't even muster up courage to go talk to her. But her way of fighting, her elegance stirred something in him. He would without fail always watch her fight every possible duel he could witness and gradually even starting adopting her moves. He perfectly replicated her move-set without fail which mirrors her in every way. He was proud and happy for nailing her fighting style down he felt as if he had grown closer to her but that wasn't the case, one day he was minding his own business when he saw a poor sob being beaten by some villainous figures. "Now is the time to show the fruits of my hard work" he thought, He barged his way into the fight to help the poor lad being ganged up by many they all laughed at him for he has no weapon but a blunt weak looking stick but boy were they wrong to do that. Minutes later every single one of them was beaten to a bloody pulp even Brian himself but he was the last man standing, the poor lad he sought to save escaped the moment he got the chance. This was just the beginning of his bad luck that had yet to come because it turns out those scoundrels were loan shark group thugs who now marked him.

Everywhere he goes there is someone following him, They try to Lynch him every-time he is alone whether on corner of a street or in a back alley, it didn't matter to them. But Brian was a brave soul, he did not fear no scoundrels with a mere stick he would beat the living daylights out of them and little by little he started having lesser and lesser wounds. His Sword art improved to perfection or maybe even beyond perfection...

The harassment never stopped, never ending violence left him tired day after day. He never asked for this and he was tired of fighting day in and night our everyday. He would surrender one day and let himself be beaten, but to no avail the harassment still didn't stop. Brian quietly accepted his fate and let this become his life. Now unlike before rather than being simply chased and cornered he would be the one to initiate the fight, he would corner them! Day after day this continued until finally no one came. Everyone that came after him has been injured to extent that they cannot fight no more, broken bones, multiple rib fractures, countless scars. There was no wonder no one could ever keep up with Brian who never even finds himself with a scar after a whole day of fighting.

After the Harassment had stopped, His days felt meaningless...He has nothing fear any longer, There is no one waiting for him at corner of the street, no one tailing him, no one behind him ready to strike....There is no fighting anymore.

He missed the Thrill and excitement and so he chased after it, He ventured into Dark, dangerous places near or far from Demacia, saw horrors that a man shouldn't have ever witnessed, suffered losses, but he continued to chase after this dangerous life until finally he was captured by Noxians and forced to fight to death in a bloody tournament. Brian had no qualms about defeating the strong ones but taking human lives wasn't in his nature but he was forced to put his sword through them for sake of survival, the whole tournament was nothing but slaughter-fest. Even weak and unwilling were put into the ring for amusement of those filthy Noxians with unhealthy appetite for bloodshed and murder.

One day Brian couldn't stand this any longer, He planned to escape but not without having freed everyone. But his attempt at being good hearted led him to fight a boat load of Noxians. After countless hours of fighting there was nothing but Blood everywhere and not a single Noxian breath could be heard. He was covered in head to toe with blood of those Noxian scum. he went to nearby River to wash himself where he saw his reflection he saw "Fiora" covered in blood. He realized he could only admire her from afar and not become her shadow without dirtying her elegant image. Perhaps that's why he changed...No longer he would blindly mimic Fiora but he would become his own man

He returned to Demacia a new man...like his former self, but more charming. Good natured and elegant. He vowed to never fight until he has to. His elegant demeanor caught eyes of nobles and he became a point of discussion. His skill and elegant fighting style wasn't unlike that of Fiora but more...selfless. He had penchant for teaching troops and fighting along side as captain. There were very few men more noble and kind as him and he was a natural lady killer to boot but ignorant of that himself. He rose in rank without much trouble at all.

It wasn't long until he invited to a party where he finally met his idol...Lady Fiora herself. It was a different sight than what he expected. Despite being a able Head of her family Lady Fiora wasn't well liked among the community. She had alot of suitors but she rejected them with her infamously cruel directness. He approached her at the party and was obviously turned down, he asked to dance but was turned down, he asked to have a drink with her but again turned down. His behavior seemed nothing but annoying to Fiora but there was something innocent in him, that didn't let her be mad at him for long. He gradually somehow naturally made his way into her life little by little getting closer one step at a time it was frightening how natural it seemed to occur for him to be getting close to her, it was as if watching a Fairy tale where Prince effortlessly gets closer and closer to his princess.

But Fiora was not going to stand a man weaker than her grab ahold of her. Secretly she asked for a duel with him to see if he's worthy of being a suitor. He smilingly accepted without hesitation. And so it happened, the duel...

To Fiora it was a weird experience, it was as if she was watching a mirror. All the same movements mimicked to perfection yet very very different, perfect control, swift movements. Fiora would be either flattered or disgusted if someone ever tried to mimic her depending on who he or she was but she was in awe of this man, Amazed at what he had managed to do.

His eyes were deep, staring deep into her soul...always focused on every movement. Not a single wasted movement went unpunished.

Of all men she had dueled she never expected to duel herself, she was caught off guard by this which led to her being disarmed and Brian holding a sword to her neck. She has all but lost the fight, she closed her eyes accepting her loss and at that moment she heard "I give up".

Brian had dropped his sword. She was puzzled, she did not understand what had happened why did he not seize victory? "Did you not want to be my suitor" she asked "Believe me Mi'lady, there is nothing more I could ever want" He replied "Then why?" she questioned. "There is something I want more than that" He said, "and what might that be?" she asked. Brian drops kisses Fiora's hand "I want Mi'Lady to never ever lose". He rises and walks away happy. Meanwhile Fiora blushing red as a apple found herself charmed by a man first time in her life.

Now finally his kit.

Passive: 3-6% flat damage reduction from all sources except turrets and true damage

Unlike Fiora, Brian had nothing to practice on in his life so he learnt everything by being beaten up over and over. Till he stopped being bloody anymore.

Q: Foward strike/Position change: in a small line ahead of him(much like taric's stun) he would dash and hit enemy with x amount of damage but he hits a ally he would shift positions with them.

W: Stand Clear! Aoe Riposte sheltering allies in a small circle around him from any source of damage for 1 sec.

E: Raise Morale(Aura): Allies around him gains attack speed(5-20%) and lifesteal(5-20%) for 1-5 secs

R: Thrill of the Fight: Gains 5-15% of AD Ratio as True Damage for 2-5 secs and 10-30% movespeed.

I know there might be problem with his numbers, but it was more about the Idea of making a Support-like Fiora that can hop into battle, tank a little damage and help his allies. He will of course be somewhat melee with alot of utility. Suited for both Top and bot. His Q is super essential for his support nature, he could stand back let adc like graves do his thing and go ham and when he's in danger bam! switch places use W stand clear and soak damage for 1 sec and re initiate with E Raise morale letting adc gain addition attack speed and lifesteal.

His weakness: no waveclear until he gets items, Extremely kite-able being a slow melee with just one small dash(and movespeed steroid on his ult) His R is pretty easily avoided if enemy retreats and he doesn't have his gap closer.

This is all I have for now, please do tell if I have made a mistake somewhere or if there is a specific critic about this. I am no writer, well I tried to be once but my writing was poor. I just typed in what I dreamt.