Kyel, Arc of the Storm is a custom template champion in League of Legends.
Kyel is a versatile marksman, able to operate under ability power or attack damage. He wields a powerful Arc, a living weapon of pure static energy. With it, he is able to manipulate the enemy to his will by constantly shocking them, and then picking them off one by one.
The League was known as many things, a place of politics, a glorious arena, a pointless and endless slaughter of constantly resurrected fools. But to Kyel Larkhaven of Demacia, the League was an inspiration, where warriors fought for duty, and for the sake of peace and prosperity. First cousin to Ezreal, he had heard many a great story about his relative's endeavours, and his discovery of the summoning amulet. Kyel, naïve as he was, believed wholeheartedly that the League was where he wanted to be, and the only way to get there, was to go out and explore, and see if he could discover any ancient artifacts with which he could use to get himself into the League.
Months, years passed, and still Kyel would only become more obsessive with achieving his goal. On one such expedition, he had travelled to the deserts of Shurima, to visit the same pyramids as his cousin had. He followed the now almost gone trail Ezreal had left behind, through traps and death, until he reached its end: a hall, and at its centre, a lone sandstone altar, with a deep setting at its base, shaped like an amulet. Kyel bent down to examine this setting, gawking at the intricate detail, each twisted line and weave within the sandstone. Then suddenly, the setting fell apart. In an explosion of sand and dust, the altar sunk into the ground revealing a staircase that led deeper into the pyramid. Descending down, Kyel came across the one thing he was looking for, something that his dear cousin had missed. In a small room, its walls covered in runes, hovering above a pedestal was a small ring. Lightning constantly shot out from the ring, lighting the room up in a blue hue. Curiosity took over his still young mind and he took it, and placing it on his finger, he felt power rush through him. Burning blue light engulfed the entire pyramid, and when Kyel came to, nothing was left of it but the glistering sands billowing in the wind.
Kyel had never known such beauty, and yet, somehow, he knew exactly what it was. A presence now existed in his mind. It called itself the Arc; it knew all. It knew his wishes, his desires. And how to attain them. But first, it needed what was stolen from it. A summoning amulet. And Kyel was to retrieve it for him.
"So young, and so innocent. Now a monster of eternal servitude."― Ezreal