Instead of a resource bar, Aevyn generates Might for every ability used, for a total of 6 Might.
War is never-ending. Battle is ever-raging. The blade is your eternity. The words were drilled into Aevyn's head at the Academy. From birth to adulthood, the students here were forced to fight, or pay the ultimate price; and Aevyn knows this more than anyone. Trained in the specialty art of the blade and powered by stolen magics, Aevyn now carries a heavy heart, and a insatiated hunger for revenge, as he forges his path forward in the frenzy of a never-ending war.
As youngsters, all Aevyn and Elizabelle knew was the sound of steel clashing; no friends nor knowledge of their parents, no love except for the care they had for each other, hidden from everyone for fear of the repercussions. For days on end, all students fought and trained, in magic and in steel, preparing them to fight for what they were taught was the glory and recognition amongst the Noxian legends. As Aevyn excelled in steel, Elizabelle succeeded in magics; both rose to the apex of the Academy's student ranks, known for their pure ferocity and skill in combat. And with each victory, they claimed the strengths of their opponents, a prize to their success.
Yet the Academy would only recognise a single student as their greatest, and made its decision to pit one against the other. Both were sent on a mission, unbeknownst to each other, to unearth a supposed conspiracy in the senior ranks of the Academy. And as both ventured throughout the Academy's hall, vying desperately to dig out any information they could find, Aevyn finally uncovered a piece of evidence, one that incriminated Elizabelle as the one attempting to rise as the Academy's leader through a series of assassinations and bloody deals. Disbelief and anger rose within Aevyn, determined to confront Elizabelle about her plans to come.
When the two collided again, Aevyn stood convinced that Elizabelle was a traitor to all they had been brought up to believe, yet Elizabelle would not deter, saying Aevyn was the conspirator, attempting to destroy the Academy from the inside out. As words turned to anger, gestures turned to battle: steel and fire surged across the halls of the Academy, slashing and burning all it came across. Yet as the sun finally rose again, Elizabelle lay dying on the marble floors, her magic draining into Aevyn's body: the prize for his victory. It was only then that the Academy's leaders came forward, declaring Aevyn their greatest champion. Realising his mistake and his blindness, Aevyn flew forward in a rush of blades and slicing fire, cutting his way through the walls, and emerging into the world.
Wracked with guilt, and wrathful against those who had lost him his greatest friend, he swore to fight against his old mentors, and his betrayers. He would battle for all eternity, driven mad by the rage and sorrow that now all-consumed him. And there was no better place for an eternity in war, than in the League of Legends.