Alvatihhh.  |  Winrate 99%
League: x 3914 |   Matches 438
Strong heroes are also parf of meta champions and it is preferred to be selected at the beginning of matchmaking. They are the kind of heroes that can change the fate of the game in good hands.
Gold Lane: Marksmen rely upon their Equipment. Take the Gold Lane farm quickly. Marksmen are relatively weak in the early game but can accumulate equipment items more quickly by killing the Siege Minions that offer extra gold and provide the team with a strong continuous damage ability in the late game
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No one knew where Brody came from. When he first arrived at this village, he was covered in blood and his right hand seemed to have been corroded by the abyss. One could tell from his gloomy face, that he was lost. The kind, but cautious villagers didn't dare let him into the village, so they put some water and food next to him instead. After he awoke, Brody realized that the villagers were scared of him. He had forgotten everything, only faint memories would occasionally flash through his mind from time to time. In the dream that he had over and over again, someone cried out to him: Brody, hurry! But hurry for what? He had no idea, what the answer was. In his faint memories, there was always a great fire. And his right hand... looked quite ordinary at the time. He constantly wondered, as to what had happened to it? Every time he tried to recall the past, Brody would feel an intense headache. He neither knew his purpose, nor his destiny. He wandered the lands aimlessly. The torn-apart memories and the pain from his right arm were constantly torturing him. The villagers took him as a freak and subsequently, stayed away from him. Brody knew that people feared him. He was an outsider, someone who had no memories and not even past. One day, an elder chased by demons went astray into the mountain. Brody didn't think much. He tried to rescue the old man pretty, much out of his true nature and pure instincts. The ferocious demons didn't mind Brody since he looked skinny and weak. However, he blasted a strong energy wave out of his right hand and completely annihilated the demons. The power was incredible, but Brody also realized that every time he used this power, his right hand would feel unbearable pain and that pain would soon spread across his entire body. However, his pain didn't paralyze him, nor would it take away his strength to fight. But this pain was everlasting, urging him to find his lost past. The elder he rescued, believed that he was a kind lad. As such, he invited him to stay with him in the village. Encouraged by the old man, the other villagers also started to open their hearts and arms, to this quiet young man. It was at the moment that Brody suddenly realized - even without memories - he liked this feeling, the feeling of being needed and respected. Brody thought to himself, this was probably because he could finally feel that he had a purpose, since and when he was needed. This idea calmed Brody down and eased the burden on his mind. But that voice still existed deep within his head, yelling to him: Help! Help me! He became the guardian of the village and peace was briefly restored among the outskirts. He drove back the demons of Abyss, one wave after another. It was because of this that the villagers started to like this quiet lad. Brody became stronger and stronger, as he fought battles after battles. And in each battle, he would see and meet things that seemed to restore his past memories. He wanted to uncover his past, but at the same time, he was also afraid of the truth. What exactly had to happen to him? Brody had been fighting like a soulless machine until he met Benedetta, who was also a homeless poor soul. Benedetta was struggling to fight against a group of demons. And that's when Brody came out of nowhere and intervened. They were too near the Crack of the Abyss to be safe, and countless demons kept showing up through portals. The battle became more and more intense. Brody evacuated the villagers to a safer place and fought against the vicious beasts, side by side with Benedetta. It was when they almost had achieved victory, that a group of demons sneaked their way, into the wine cellars os the village and captured the elder who Brody once saved. They threatened Brody that they would murder all the villagers, including the innocent elder. Looking at the villagers held hostage, Brody felt a strong headache and a difficult choice up ahead. He could sense that his right arm was burning with rage. He could no longer contain the energy within him. Before anyone could react, Brody had rushed to the side of the last surviving demon who was trying to fight back. He punched through the chest of that demon with his right hand and pulled out it's beating heart. Blood blurred his eyes, as Brody fell unconscious, due to the extreme pain and the fatigue caused by this intense battle. The faint memories were finally coming together. The history that happened would never be forgotten, he would eventually recall them. In his dream, Brody saw his past: he was born in a village, located at the foot of a volcano. The village was haunted by the Abyss, and the people who lived there often had to be very careful to survive. Brody was one of the most optimistic young men in the village. Everyone liked him, and he always wanted to help out as well. The naive Brody thought he could fight against the demons and rid the village of terror and fear. One day, the adamant boy took up a weapon and went to challenge the Abyssal demons. He was getting stronger as he fought. But in the meantime, he realized that the demons were indeed formidable monsters. He couldn't fight them on his own and he was eventually forced to flee. Brody grew homesick, and so he headed homeward. But he didn't notice that a group of demons had been following his trail to the village. The demons ambushed the unarmed huts and destroyed the village. Most villagers were killed, trying to defend themselves, and the rest were corrupted by foul energy. When Brody finally defeated the demons that surrounded him, he realized that it was too late. The surviving villagers had all been corrupted by demonic power and started to lose their sanity. The eldest and wisest man in the village, who was losing his last bit of humanity begged Brody to kill everyone. They would rather die than wander this world as demonic soulless creatures. The old man approached Brody and gave him one last hug, his strength was fading. He once again begged Brody to do them the favor. Good boy, we missed you. And we will always be watching over you, he whispered. The devastated Brody having no option, put the villagers out of their misery, and then turned his attention to the last remaining demon hiding in the shadow. Agony, regret, and hatred turned into unbreakable power. Brody's right hand reached out, punched through that demon's chest, and crushed its heart. The blood of the demon corrupted Brody's arm, giving him the power he now possessed. However, before he could shake off the corruption. But Brody let the pain fill his body until he passed out due to the agony. He knew the price he had to pay by doing this, for that every strike he had landed on his enemy, would trigger the same pain, reminding him of the mistakes he had once made. He had always been the same. When Brody opened his eyes again, Benedetta and the villagers were there for him. And for the first time, he truly felt at peace. All his loved ones, his friends and families, had passed away. And his homeland shall never be the same to him. But fortunately, he still had someone to protect, and he swore to fight on for his second homeland, even if his life was at stake.