All this time. Slaving away. Watching. But so little has happened above. Intriguing. Disappointing.
Nations rise, nations fall. This... Demacia. Noxus. Piltover, Zaun... They have lasted longer than I expected.
They will wither and die, choking on their own blood. They always have. They always will.
Do not expect contrary from humans. I pity them.
Short lived. Weak magic. And... stubborn. Horribly stubborn, cruel, ignorant, and vicious. Poor creatures.
It surprises me that We have not put them out of their misery. We lack ambition. We lack vision. Upsetting.
But we always have, I suppose.
How long has it been? Three hundred. No, four. I do not recall. My path is constant. Always. Construct. Test. Redesign. Improve.
Construct. Test. Redesign. Improve.
Construct. Test. Redesign. Improve.
For eternity. Construct. Test. Redesign. Perfect.
Undoubtedly, we are beyond compare. Some humans have clever ideas- especially the minds of Zaun and- Piltover. They were less pompous, last time I was above. Ugh, humans. But, their intellect cannot be denied. But none match our ingenuity. None match our prowess. Bandle could become the mightiest empire in history. For all history.
I cannot comprehend. 'Content.'
No. It is too late for that. Far too late. It has always been too late.
They have not changed much. But they have changed.
But not enough. Not enough for me.
How have they not realized their mandate, their birthright to rule above all races?
I do not understand. Unless...
You wanted a perfect world for us. A promised land, free for our kind. It has not been realized. Why...?
...I am weak. I am... sorry.
Perhaps it is time to return to the surface.
...Yes. I will honor you. Your dream will be realized by my hand. I will atone.
It has been far too long.
