My name is Ahri.

I don't know what the name means, I just know that he gave it to me.

"What's wrong, little fox, have you been separated from your family?"

That was my first encounter with him. That day, there was a drizzle in the blue sky, he gently picked me up, I snuggled into his warm arms, sniffing his faint, strange, and calming smell.

Small space can't be smaller. A shabby but very clean bed with golden hay neatly piled up, and a low wooden table. That's all there is to his family.

He gently placed me on the small, shabby old bed. Caressing my drizzly damp fur, he whispered to me, "Little fox, this is my home." Although it is small and shabby, I will work hard and I will definitely have a big house in the future. Perhaps, this way, the father and mother will return. I'm sure they'll be back. By the way, my name is Ezreal. What are you going to call you······? I'll call you Ahri from now on. ″

Ezreal. It was his name, and it was imprinted in my heart. I started my life with him, and it was my happiest and happiest time. Although the days were very hard, and I had to work hard every day for three meals a day, I felt unprecedented happiness and peace of mind by his side, and it was the first time I felt the warmth of home.

That day, he didn't come back. It was a silent winter night, and the biting cold eroded the will of the people.

"I'll go out for a while, and I'll treat you to a big meal when I come back. Ahri, wait for me to come back. Those were the words he said as he left, with a confident smile and a relaxed step. Watching him disappear into the goose feather snow, my heart seemed to be grabbed tightly by something, so stuffy, so painful.

I curled up in my thin body, shivering in the haystack, the biting chill engulfing me, my consciousness blurred, and I fell asleep.

In the early hours of the next morning, I woke up in the snow and ice. The snow outside the window was flying wildly, and the wind wailed in a terrible way, but he still didn't come back. The intense hunger pangs made me dizzy.

I don't know how I got out of the house. With trembling, slow steps, I staggered slowly in the bitter cold wind. I can't fall for him. Tormented by cold, hunger and fear, I kept repeating the same sentence in my blank mind.

In the white world, I walked tirelessly, and I believe that I will be able to find him. He would gently hold me in his arms, gently touch me, and smile at me. I don't know how long I've walked, and when I couldn't take another step, my already stiff body was gradually covered in snow. In the last moments of confusion, I seemed to see him, he smiled at me and stroked my forehead. I smelled a faint, strange, calming smell of him.

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"Ahri, Ahri······ ″

My ears were buzzing, and in the dust of the hustle and bustle, my consciousness gradually returned. There is always a familiar and unfamiliar call in my ears.

It's a mysterious realm called Runeterra, and I don't know how I got here, or how long I've been asleep. The only memory I have is of a familiar and warm figure before I lost consciousness, I have forgotten his name, I only know that he is very important to me.

The magic element here is very strong, and I don't know how long I stayed, but I gradually gained magical power. A strange thought suddenly appeared in my mind: I want to become stronger, I want to cultivate a human body. I don't know why I had this idea, I just know, it's for one person.

I began to cultivate in a desperate way, I went to the depths of the Runeterra, and frantically absorbed the magic elements in it, the magic power here is very pure, and it is also very difficult to absorb, because I have to endure unimaginable pain when absorbing. Whenever the tearing pain gnawed at my consciousness, whenever my consciousness was close to blurring, a voice would always sound in my heart: "For him, hold on!" This is all that allowed me to support until I finally gave birth to the Nine-Tails and cultivated my human body.

The human body was acquired on a single night, and the stars in the sky were so bright that they almost turned the night into day. I raised my white arms, dragged my long tail with some difficulty, and walked with a waddling step, and as soon as I took a few steps, I tripped and fell to the ground, walking on two feet was much harder than I thought, I shook my hands heavily and began to practice over and over again, standing up, stepping, stepping, stepping, falling, standing up again, stepping...... I don't get tired of repeating the same action.

When I was fully accustomed to walking, it was the third day of the night, and I was filled with excitement and satisfaction, not paying any attention to the scars on my arms and legs and the dirt on my face. When I walked out of the Runeterra, I was torn out of joy by the pain all over my body, and then I realized that blood was still pouring out of the wounds mixed with the dirt. In order to become like him, I decided to hide my tail. I endured the pain of separation of soul and body, endured pain that ordinary people could not bear, and forcibly separated my tail from my body. For this, I lost my magic and lost all my efforts over the years, but I don't regret it at all, and deep down, I know it's worth it.

I've been walking in one direction, and I don't know why I'm going in that direction. I only have a vague feeling that in that direction, I will definitely meet someone important. It was late afternoon, and the sky had completely darkened. Dark clouds and strong winds dominated the sky. Rain, pouring down.

I leaned alone against the towering trees in the dark forest, and watched as the raindrops the size of beans hit the earth frantically.

"Whew, I'm so unlucky, I actually ran into this ghost weather. ”

He came to me in a beam of light, leaning against the tree, and he shook off his rain-soaked blonde hair and muttered to himself.

I looked at him quietly, and that face was so familiar, so kind, that I always felt like I had seen it somewhere.

"It's a blessing to meet people here. As if sensing my gaze, he turned to look at me and smiled charmingly, "Are you here for an adventure too?"

I didn't answer him, I just looked at him quietly, so familiar, really familiar, where the hell was it? I must have seen him.

"Uh," he said, looking a little embarrassed, and I could see the blush on his face, "even though I'm handsome, don't keep staring at me." ”

"Ahri," I raised the corners of my mouth slightly, and a strange emotion welled up in my heart.

"Oh, my name is Ezreal, and I'm on an expedition. He twisted his wrist slightly and whispered, "Hello." ”

Ezreal?Ezreal...... Ezreal!

Yes, Ezreal, a name that was so important to me, I don't know how long ago, I have been by his side, it was my most memorable and happiest time, even though I was only a weak white fox. At that time, I could only watch him disappear into the cold and do nothing. Now that I have a human body, everything I do is for him, and I will always be by his side, always with him.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but pounce on him and hugged him tightly, he didn't seem to expect me to do this, and by surprise, one stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, while I leaned against him lightly, sniffing the faint, strange, and calming smell of his body.

"You don't have to throw yourself into your arms as soon as we meet, do you?" he said in a bit of a panic, trying to break free of me, but the more he struggled, the tighter I hugged me, because I really didn't want to lose him anymore. "Let go of me, I'm out of breath. ”

Finally, after failing in all kinds of struggles, he sighed helplessly, "I only allow you to hold me for one night, and when you get up early tomorrow morning, you must let me go." ”

I didn't respond to him, his heaving chest brought me unparalleled peace and warmth, tears like pearls with broken threads, wetting his clothes, I don't know if it was because of the heavy rain or too much nervousness, he didn't feel it. In his warm arms, I drifted off to sleep, the most comfortable and restful night I've had in years. It would be nice if we could keep doing this.

When I woke up the next day, I was greeted by his handsome face. I stared at him blankly, and I sat up slowly and looked at him quietly, holding his wildly beating heart. I don't know what he's looking at, I just look at him quietly.

"You're beautiful, Ahri. "For a long time," he muttered.

I realized that I had knocked him down last night and that he hadn't seen me clearly. To be honest, I was happy when I heard that, and I felt that everything I had done was rewarded.

"You too. I stood up slowly, I don't know when I learned to speak, everything seemed so natural, after I gained people, I naturally gained the ability to speak, "Let me take an adventure with you, okay? ”

"Good. He nodded heavily, then jumped high, "Okay! By the way, I said Ahri, don't call me that, it sounds inexplicably awkward." ”

"Got it, Brother Xiaoyi. I smiled.

"......," he coughed slightly, "call me Izawa." ”

"Brother Xiaoyi. ”

"Izza. ”

"Brother Xiaoyi. ”

"Izawa...... Forget it, whatever you want to call it. He said helplessly.

I smiled, and it was the smile of the victors.

"Okay," he shook his head with a wry smile, "Your little brother is going to explore the depths of this forest now, do you want to come along?"

"Well, I'm going to be with you for the rest of my life. "I sat down next to him, leaning on his shoulder. "I want to be with you all the time, Brother Yi. ”

"Ahri......" he stepped back in a panic, his flushed face lowered. "I'll go now. ”

As he spoke, he strode forward. I chuckled and followed him, although I knew that he was not the former Ezreal, he had no memory of being with the thin white fox, but I believed that Ahri was still the old Ahri, and Ezreal was not gone, he was by my side now, never far away, and I would always be with him, forever.

I really want to be with him all the time, just like that, just like that, forever, no, forever longer.

God, this terrible devil in the cloak of hypocrisy, I hate him. Because he is the embodiment of coldness and jealousy, who is jealous of all the happiness and joy of the world, he curses me.

He, my little brother left me again.

I don't remember exactly what happened. The only thing I remember is that he left me again:

"Hey, boy, it's a misfortune that you met us again. ”

"Ahh......h Big brother, what a coincidence! I can meet you in such a big forest. ”

"Boy, what are you hiding? Behind you is ...... Yo, what a good girl. ”

"Big, big brother, she's ...... I don't know her......"

"I don't know, so what are you blocking? Get out of the way!"

"Ahri, run!"

"Run? You can't run at all! A thief is a thief, do you really think of yourself as an explorer?

"Ahri, run away, I'll help you hold them down. ”

"Damn boy, let you catch me again, beat me, beat me to death!"

"I'm not going to let go, Ahri...... I'm not going to let go......"

"Boss, he doesn't seem to be moving. ”

"Looks like he's been beaten to death, this stinky boy, he won't let go, bastard...... It's really bad luck to find a pit and bury him. ”

"Brother Xiaoyi, don't!"

"Yo, little girl, why don't you?hahaha, don't be afraid, that stinky boy is dead, let the uncle take good care of you......"

"I want you, die!"

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After that, I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was still in that familiar and strange place, the Land of Runeterra.

This time, the memories of the previous one were etched in my mind. I'm cultivating desperately, I want to protect him, I don't want him to be hurt a little more. After gaining what I thought was strong enough, I left the Land of Runeterra, and I traveled from memory to the forest where I had been separated from him, where I had set up an enchantment. Waiting alone in this forest, I don't know what I'm waiting for, I'm just, waiting.

Was it fate? Or was it a prank of a hypocritical god, and I met him again. It's still the same blonde hair, handsome looks, and it's still that faint, strange, and calming taste.

I froze at a distance, staring blankly at him, for he was taking a shower.

When he came ashore after bathing, I hurriedly threw him back into the lake, not because I hadn't seen enough, no!

I'm happy to see him, really. Although the painful memories of the past broke my heart, I couldn't help but fall in love with him again.

At the first meeting, he actually had a nosebleed, for me, haha. Seeing him so cute, my almost congealed blood boiled again. But this time I secretly vowed that if there was any more danger, even if it cost my life, I would protect her.

Knowing from his mouth that their homeland was in an unprecedented crisis, he begged me to help them, and I would help him, but only for him. In order to save his dying friend, I did not hesitate to cost my life. Because his friend was corrupted by a very strong force, although I don't know who it was, but I can be sure that it must be a divine power, this must be the work of some powerful god, although the divine power is very weak, but it still consumed most of my life to remove it.

For him, I think it's worth it, it's worth it anyway.

Because my life force has decayed, the strength of the barrier I have placed on the outskirts of the forest has weakened, and the barrier cannot completely isolate my breath. Then it was detected by Kyle, an arbitrary dictator. She is a god, a very powerful god.

Because I didn't want to go with them, she sent the ancient sorcerer Zelas to wipe me out, and I was powerless to resist because of the depletion of my life force. In order to stall for time, let Ize, whom I now call little boy, even kneel down to buy him time in my most humble gesture in order to keep him safe. In the end, I succeeded, and although the power was gone, the spatial transfer was complete. With the last of my strength, I protected him, my little brother, my little boy.

Before my consciousness was completely blurred, it was as if I was being held by a warm hand, so warm, warm for a long time.

The faint, strange, calming smell haunted me.

Ize, little brother, little boy······

Did I leave him? No, no, of course not. I will always be with him, always by his side, and always guard him in my smallest, weakest posture.

I'm not leaving.