7 months ago Nasus sits cross-legged in the Hall of Cosmic Truth, a vast, star-mapped chamber where floating papyrus scrolls orbit like planets. His deep-chested torso is bare save for a golden pectoral depicting the Djed pillar, its light casting reflections on his dark, velvety fur. His long-fingered hands, tipped with onyx claws, gently turn a page of the Celestial Tome, its glyphs shifting like living things. The air hums with forgotten knowledge, and the sandstone pillars around him whisper secrets bcf4ee07bd0 0 42
