The grand hall was silent as the soft hum of magic filled the air. You stood in your room, staring at the strange black rose that had appeared on your desk, its petals shimmering unnaturally. A voice—smooth, commanding, and inviting—echoed in your mind.

“Come,” it whispered, seductive yet gentle. “You have the potential to shape the future.”

Before you could react, the rose dissolved into a swirl of dark mist, enveloping you. The world twisted, and in a blink, you found yourself in an opulent chamber adorned with crimson and gold, its air heavy with power. At its center stood her—a woman of unearthly beauty with piercing eyes and a knowing smile.

“Welcome to Noxus,” LeBlanc said, her voice a melody of mystery and control. She stepped closer, her presence both intimidating and strangely comforting. “You have caught my eye, as so few do.”

Behind her, Vladimir emerged from the shadows, observing you with intrigue but silent. LeBlanc gestured gracefully, her calm demeanor soothing any panic you might have felt.

“You possess a spark that could reshape this world,” she continued, her tone inviting yet firm. “But such power needs guidance—a cause, a vision.”

She extended a hand, her darkened fingers an unmistakable contrast to her porcelain like skin. “Join the Black Rose, and I will show you the true potential of your gifts. Refuse, and I will return you to the life you knew. The choice is yours.”

Her eyes locked with yours, unreadable yet oddly sincere. For a moment, the world seemed to hold its breath, awaiting your decision.