At that time, Renekton was already a prominent war leader, and he hurried back to the capital when he learned of his brother's illness. M. The terrible illness progressed ferociously, and Nasus was already skinny, with atrophied muscles and fragile bones. He was too weak to even move on his own, and in the final moments when the golden light of the sun's disc shone on the altar of Ascension, Nasus was unable to climb the final steps and enter the Light.

Renekton's love for his brother outweighed any sense of self-preservation, and he selflessly carried Nasus to the altar. Despite his brother's objections, Renekton was willing to flee into oblivion in exchange for Nasus's survival. However, Renekton was not devoured and wiped out as everyone expected. When the light faded, the two Ascended Ones descended on Shurima at the same time. Both brothers were judged to be qualified, and even the emperor knelt down to thank the gods for their grace.

Ascending, Nasus was a burly, dog-headed, and powerful man, with a fierce spark of wisdom in his eyes, while Renekton was transformed into a muscular behemoth with crocodile features. They joined Shurima's Ascended Ones and became Shurima's protectors.

Once a great warrior, Renekton has risen to become a truly unstoppable force. Nasus was also endowed with powers beyond mortal comprehension. Ascension also gave him an eternal lifespan that allowed him to spend endless hours studying and philosophical meditation, but this blessing became a curse for him after Shurima's fall.

Nasus was disturbed by some of the side reactions of the Ascension Ritual, one of which was the growing wildness he saw in his brother. On that day, at the height of the siege of Nashram, the ancient city was finally brought under Shurima's rule, and Nasus saw the victorious Shurima soldiers slaughtering and deliberately setting fires. Renekton spearheaded the atrocity, and it was he who set fire to the Great Library of Nashra, destroying countless volumes of the world's only surviving books, and Nasus managed to control the situation. It was the closest the two brothers had come to a bloody clash as they stood in the middle of the ancient city, their swords rattling. Finally, in the stern and disappointed eyes of his brother, Renekton's bloodthirsty mania finally faded, and he finally left in shame.

Over the next few hundred years, Nasus studied everything he could, searching the desert for years in search of relics and wisdom, and finally found the tomb of the legendary emperor beneath the city of Shurima.

On the day of Emperor Azir's ascension ceremony, Nasus and Renekton were tricked to divert the tiger from the mountain, and the ritual turned into a disaster, and the young Emperor was betrayed by his closest advisor, the wizard Zeroth. The brothers rushed back as fast as they could, but it was too late, and Azir died, along with most of the capital's citizens. Filled with rage and grief, Nasus and Renekton fought to the death against Zeroth, who had become a pure energy spirit.

They couldn't kill Zelas, they had to find a way to imprison him in a magical sarcophagus, but that wasn't enough to imprison him. Probably to make up for Nash Lame's mistakes, Renekton grabbed Zelas, dragged him to the Emperor's Tomb, and then told Nasus to seal them inside. Nasus refused, desperate to find another solution, but he had no choice. With a heavy heart, it sealed Zelas and his brother into unfathomable darkness, forever cut off from the rest of the world.

The Shurima Empire has collapsed. Its magnificent capital was in ruins, the once-sacred solar disc fell from the sky, and the magic of Zeroth drained its power. Without the solar disk, the holy water flowing from the city dried up, and Shurima fell into death and famine.

Throwing his brother into endless darkness left Nasus with a heavy sense of guilt. He chooses to wander the endless desert, surrounded by the ghosts of antiquity and his own sorrows. His dim figure often appeared in the dead ruins of Shurima's city, watching the desert gradually bury the remaining ruins, mourning his homeland and those who had died. Alone and alone, he occasionally glimpsed in the sight of passing travelers, and then disappeared into a sandstorm or morning mist. Few would believe the stories of these travelers, as Nasus himself has become an ethereal legend.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Nasus has completely forgotten the life and meaning of his former life, until that moment, the tomb of the emperor buried underground is rediscovered, and its seal is opened. And at that moment, he knew, Zelas was free.

Ancient vitality stirred in his chest, Shurima rose from the sand, and Nasus made his way across the desert to the newborn royal city. Although he knew he had to fight Zelas again, for the first time in thousands of years, there was a pulse of hope in his heart. Not only because this may be the dawn of a new Shurima Empire, but also because he finally has hope that he can finally be reunited with his long-lost brother.

Nasus only travels in the dark, and he doesn't want to face the sun. The boy followed him.

How long has he been following?

The monster-like appearance turned everyone who caught a glimpse of him away, except for the boy. Together, they have walked through the bustle of Shurima's ceases to exist, and Nasus's self-imposed exile is curtailing his consciousness little by little. The wind of the desert howls over the decaying land.

"Nasus, look, above the sea of sand," said the boy.

The stars above the barren wilderness are guiding the two travelers. The ancient canine-headed man has taken off the armor of the Ascendant. Those golden relics have been buried with history. Now Nasus is just a ragged hermit. He scratched his gray fur, then slowly raised his head to look up at the night sky.

"Piper," said Nasus, his voice low and hoarse. "It's going to be a change of season soon. ”

Nasus placed one hand on the boy's shoulder and looked at his sun-scorched face. He saw the elegant lines, which were from the ancient Shurima lineage, roughened by the long journey.

When is your turn to worry? Soon we will find you a home. Roaming among the ruins left behind by a long-vanished civilization is not the life a child should have.

This is the nature of the universe. Ephemeral moments unfold into a cycle of eternal existence. This lingering axiom overwhelmed him, but it was not just an ordinary example of his countless self-reproaches. The truth is that if the boy continues to follow, it will inevitably be changed. Nasus's brow furrowed, his face filled with remorse. Their companionship evokes a sense of satisfaction in the depths of the ancient hero's psyche