Will Demacia's Magic Last Forever?

Jarvan III had once been one of the greatest heroes in the Kingdom of Demacia—and even across the Valoran Continent!

He had led the Kingdom of Demacia's elite forces in countless bloody wars against the Noxian Empire. From the Gates of Mourning to Noxmech, and all the way to the front lines of the Noxian Great Plains, he had left his mark and shed his blood!

But...

Even the mightiest hero eventually grew old!

Especially when they were Demacians who despised magic and suppressed supernatural power.

Without magic or other supernatural forces to sustain them, their short lives and slowly withering bodies became serious problems they had to face.

There was no doubt about it: Jarvan III, King of the Kingdom of Demacia, was now very, very old...

So much so that,

aside from taking care of the usual military and government affairs, he spent all his free time admiring flowers, teasing birds, walking dogs, and feeding fish, slowly passing the dull days of old age.

At that moment, he was clearly feeding the fish in the indoor pond he kept in the palace at Dawncastle...

"Hmm..."

How strange...

Jarvan III held the fish food in his hand but didn't continue feeding the koi in the royal indoor pond. Instead, he studied them closely.

He didn't know why, but the koi seemed very strange today, as if they had suddenly become different from before... He couldn't say exactly what had changed. He just felt that their mood was somehow different from a moment ago.

They weren't thrashing about at the surface as they had before, fighting one another to claim the best spot at the front so they could snatch one of the few tasty morsels the instant he tossed in the food. Instead, they were unusually calm, each staring