Surat'i

This is the champion concept that I did for my stepfather..
TEH FINISHED PRODUCT!!!!!!!!

I present :
Surat'i, the Image of the Void

or something like that....still working on the title....

We decided that her name is Surat'i. It is Georgian for 'Image'. We chose it because 1) t'was cool 2) t'was like the other void champion's names (Cho'gath, Kog'ma)

Yes...all of her abilities will be mirror related, my stepfather is coming up with the, as we speak. I still don't know what she is yet (AP obviously, or, I hope so XD )

--Edit--
Here's the Lore and the Abilities
LORE

Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...
Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...

Gera struggled with the weighted grips holding her wrists by her hips. The smell of incense, the intense heat of the marble slab against her back and the loud chanting from the group plagued her senses. Gera pleaded with her captives to free her, but the chanting continued, this time louder and faster.

Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...
Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...

Gera could not believe this could happen. She was the daughter of a lord in Damacia. Talk of the atrocities of Noxus was common, but seemed so far fetched. Her father warned her of the barbaric acts of the Noxians, but how could anyone want to hurt someone they had never met?

Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...
Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...

The chanting was getting louder and faster, the group raised their arms and a shard appeared through the ceiling above her, a shard that appeared to absorb the light from the room. Gera felt the cold grip of the shard that appeared to be pulling her towards it. The shackles on her wrists felt like they were loosening on their own.

Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...
Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...

Gera grimaced and fought against the power of the shard. The hooded chanters were raising their hands. Gera could feel herself floating upwards. Her body shook from the cold vacuum and she stared into the black opening ahead of her – into the void.

Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis... Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...
Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis... Manere... Emendacio... Revela... Inanis...

The chants intensified, the crescendo looming. Gera's attempts of evasion were in vain, as with her gaze she found herself entranced by the void. The darkness beckoned her arrival. Her body limp and arched towards the opening. And then - as her body was being accepted by the void - the chanting stopped. The chilling waves stopped pushing through her body. Her body was falling back down, through the crack and back into Valorian. Gera regained her senses and panic filled the room. The hooded Noxians backed away from the slab. Their chants had subsided and they muttered to themselves as to the meaning of her return.

Do not be alarmed, child.

Gera's eyes darted left and right. An eerie echoing voice came from somewhere in the room.

They will not hurt you now.

Gera could not pinpoint the source of the voice, it seemed to echo not only through the room, but through her mind. The shard of darkness above her was gone; replaced with a what appeared to be some kind of oval portal or mirror. The pane was dazzling her with a bright whiteness, her vision was blurring.

Do not be afraid. Accept the light. Let it consume you.

Her vision paled to nothing, but Gera could sense the room without the need for sight. The Noxians were perplexed and fled their makeshift temple. All except one, who had frozen on the spot, seeing another zealot standing in his way. He pulled his hood back and his suspicion was realized. That zealot... was him. He tilted his head and so did his counterpart in unison. He frowned, and so did his other. Then a smile appeared on the other's face. A devious, menacing smile.

As agonizing screams emanated from the temple corridor, Gera perceived the slab below her and her body on it. A lifeless corpse laying beneath her, but she was not on the slab, she was in the mirror.

The mirror had her now, and she had it. She was no longer Gera, but Surat'i – The Image of the Void.

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SKILLS

Passive – Sextet of Deception:
If Surat'i's health drops below 20%. Six Surat'is appear in a circle, one of which (at random) is the real Surat'i, the other five are clones. Surat'i is still for 2 seconds, and the clones disappear when killed or after 3 seconds. (120 second cooldown).


Q – Shard Strike

Surat'i sends a skill shot that either damages target for 75/125/175/225/275 (+50% AP) if an enemy, or heals target for 40/80/120/160/200 (+70% AP) if an ally.


W – Repel

Surat'i places a mirror angled perpendicular to her current position, a flash of light travels from her mirror from each side pushing any champion with it.


E – Reversal of Fortune

Surat'i reverses the last crowd control effect received and damage received by the target to the enemy champion landing the initial blow. This spell is only effective if the ally champion currently is affected by a crowd control effect.


R – The Mirror Has You

Surat'i's mirror enlarges and is thrown to the ground. Any enemy champion on the mirror has a clone of itself created that follows and attacks the enemy champion with auto attacks for 5 seconds. This ability can be avoided by going stealth, or creating your own clone.