After many years, others called me the Great Demon King. I don't like this title very much, he seems violent and brash, and I have never been that kind of personality.
My name is Lee Sang-hyuk, and the first time I entered the competition interface, I took off my ID called Faker. On the day I first entered the OGN League, the air conditioning in the stadium was very large, and the hands were a little cold. The coach handed me a hand warmer and told me not to stress and just hold steady.
I tuned the keyboard, didn't look back, and said to him, I heard that it felt good to kill alone on the field, and I wanted to try it.
When you encounter a mountain, you will think of turning over and looking at the scenery on the other side of the mountain.
That game was played for half an hour, and when I was on the 9th wave of troops, I flashed wq and took away the praying mantis on the opposite side. Single kill, I thought I would be happy, in fact my teammates are really happy, the headphones have always been their "NICE". But I felt empty, because I saw that the scenery behind the mountain was another mountain.
I've heard people say before that there will be people with the same name in this world, but there will be no life with the same experience.
There are eight teams in the OGN league, and in each game I will have another single opposite me, and they come and go, one mountain bag after another, and one stone after another in the river. Until that day, I met a man who chose the same hero as me, and in that game, I killed the opposite "robbery" in blood, so that game was his robbery, not mine.
At first I felt that two people choosing a hero was fate, and then I knew it was an arrangement. All of them are arrangements for those in power.
In the post-match interview, the host asked his teammates what your goals were, they were very reserved, thinking that the next game could be easily won, and I said: "I want to win the world championship." ”
That year, I was seventeen years old, and it was hard to lose.
All along, I thought everything was like a game, I went and I won. Until the girl named Zhao Enjing handed me a microphone.
I answered the microphone to speak, and when I picked it up, I suddenly couldn't remember what to say.
It was also on that day that I understood that it takes six strokes to make up a wave of troops, it takes half an hour to win a game, and it only takes one second to fall in love with someone. I remember her laughing and asking me if I was happy to win the game, and I wanted to tell her that winning the game was not the happiest thing.
But I still love the game, and I know that when I win, I can see her again.
Until I played a BO5, the score I have forgotten, only remember the end, the person on the screen, seems to be a little sad, I want to comfort him, but I cried.
It turns out that no one will always win the game, and no one will always be with you.
I never saw Eun Jing again and heard that she had left the league. Later, I slowly got used to the feeling of losing the game, and I slowly got used to not having her.
In the car that day, the coach asked me, would you miss her?
I looked up and took a sip of water, trying to say it was fine. But the throat seems to be out of control, it is quite thought, and it feels that the league is less energetic. The wind outside the window was so strong that it would have been cold blowing on the face.
Stories always have an ending, and I always wonder if time stops at the moment when we first met, is it also an ending?
I don't know when it started, but a lot of things have changed. OGN became LCK, SKT became T1, teammates around me changed several batches, and there were many unfamiliar opponents.
I started being singled out, the new coach got me a substitute, and then I became a substitute.
Many times, our pain is not a failure, but a regret, a base of 50 blood, a baron who punishes failure, a rout after 2:2.
Although I would love to say and give me another chance, I still choose silence, and when you lose, saying anything is like making excuses. I lost, not bad luck.
Some people say that if you don't forget it, there will be an echo. This year's wind has expired, and maybe next year will come as promised.
And next year, there will be new genius stories.
In fact, it is not necessary to remember it, and it does not have to be echoed.
From time to time, the forum discusses when Faker is ready to retire, the wind blows the rocks, the sea moves to the mountains, nothing will last forever, Marin has retired, Ohki has gone to North America, Bengi has begun military service...
I know Lee Sang-hyuk will eventually leave the league, but Summoner Faker will remain in the Valoran Continent.
On October 31, 2021, the semi-finals of the League of Legends S11 Finals, T1 lost 2:3 to DK, and Faker missed the finals