The sky over Phoenix was clear and cut by a luxury jet landing elegantly on the morning mist carpet.
Lisa left the executive jet terminal at the airport with only one suitcase, a steady gaze, and a pounding heart.
A white-suited employee, with the diamond Tycoon symbol embroidered on his chest, awaited holding a tablet.
"Miss Lisa D'Aurelle?"
"That's me."
"Welcome to the Phoenix Empire. The car is waiting."
Lisa just nodded, still getting used to the VIP treatment.
The vehicle was a customized model car, with white vegan leather interior, ambient lighting in lilac tones, and background music with futuristic jazz playing at a pleasant volume. The tinted glass completely hid the passengers from outside.
As soon as the car started moving through the tree-lined avenues of the noble district of Phoenix, Lisa pulled out her cellphone and opened the newly created WhatsApp group with four legendary players—each a hidden pearl of e-sports in their continent.
@SmellOfRainOnEarth: Girls, seriously. I assembled the team. Only women. Full creative freedom. Premium training. Worldwide visibility.
Tifany (top laner): I'm in!
Laura (fierce jungler who won soloq against Koreans): Count me in. Don't even ask.
Marisa (mid laner, famous for solo kills in local championships): FINALLY a team with only women. Amen.
Larissa (support who played as if she had three hands): I accept. Just tell me when I board.
Lisa smiled at the cellphone as if about to cry—this time, relief and happiness. For the first time, a female team arose not as a diversity project, but as a real competitive force.
The car passed through the security gates and entered the newly purchased property.
Lisa's eyes widened. "This is... ours?"
"Yes, miss," the assistant replied with a slight smile. "Welcome to the official headquarters of Seraphim.exe."
The property was spectacular.
Two mansions divided the vast and lush land.
In the middle, a road of pearly stones cut through impeccable gardens, flowering groves, and a translucent lake where golden carps swam under the sunlight. There was a tennis court to the left, a mini running track, a golf course in the back, and a helipad.
It was literally a five-star resort—but private.
"The mansion on the left, with three floors, will be the players' residence," said the assistant while walking. "Each will have her own room with bathroom, balcony, smart closet, and personal assistant with integrated AI."
Lisa entered the house and went straight up.
She chose a room on the third floor with a lake view. The bed was bigger than any she had ever had, the sheets smelled of soft lavender, and the closet... well, it looked like a boutique.
"I want to see the other mansion now," said Lisa, still processing everything.
"Of course. Follow me."
They went down the black marble staircase, crossed a wooden bridge over a small creek, and entered a path of white stones flanked by pale blue flowers that exhaled a light and comforting perfume.
The second mansion was more modern, all in dark glass, black metal, and silver details.
When Lisa entered, she faced a breathtaking training room.
"This is the Operations Room."
Ten gamer stations were arranged in the shape of angel wings, each with ergonomic chairs molded to the body, PCs equipped with the best graphics cards and monitors on the market, personalized headsets, and a silent cooling system.
In another room, called the "War Room," there was a holographic table where the players could discuss strategies, analyze previous games, and plan moves with tactical AI support.
There was also a modern kitchen with everything one could imagine, a meditation room, a physiotherapy area, and even a small infirmary.
"The staff for cleaning, food, transport, and technical support are being hired as instructed by CEO Lumine," completed the assistant with a slight smile.
Lisa leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.
She finally realized: she was living the dream.
"Thank you..." she murmured, looking at the mansion ceiling as if speaking to the universe.
Her phone vibrated.
@SmellOfRainOnEarth: The new era starts now.
Lisa smiled.
In the following days, the Seraphim.exe mansion came alive.
The tranquility of the property gave way to a mixture of laughter, dragging suitcases, ringing phones, drones flying with deliveries, and electronic playlists echoing through the hallways.
The players were finally arriving—one by one.
The first to land was Tifany. As soon as she entered the main mansion, wearing a hoodie and coffee in hand, she looked around and said, "Is this it? Is this real? Because this feels more like a celestial temple than a gaming house."
That same day, Laura arrived making noise, laughing at the gate and filming everything for stories. "Girls, hold me because I'm going to live in a gamer resort. I've beaten life."
The next morning, Marisa landed with a serious posture and sunglasses, straight to the point. She just entered her room to say, "If anyone wakes me up with noise, I swear I'll invade mid and end the match in 10 minutes."
And finally, Larissa arrived like a sweet breeze: delicate, polite.
The five players met for the first time in the Main Mansion Room, where Lisa, now more settled, made the honors. "Welcome to Seraphim.exe, or as I like to call it... the Eden of pro players."
The banter was inevitable.
Within minutes they were all sprawled on the sofa, sharing stories about championships, trolling in solo queue, scene injustices, and of course, the crazy excitement of being on an all-women team with out-of-this-world infrastructure.
On the second day after the full team's arrival, the Tycoon assistant gathered everyone in the training mansion's "War Room" for the technical team presentation.
The players were expecting average coaches, maybe men with inflated resumes... but what came through the doors made everyone's eyes widen.
"Good afternoon, your legends," said a woman with purple hair tied in a bun, white blazer with gold details, sharp gaze, and general's posture. "I'm Letícia."
Letícia. Yes, THE Letícia.
Legendary coach who had led the Griffonveil team, multi-champion in the continent of Aethelgard, home of the server where only geniuses could stand out. The woman who turned bronze into challenger and was even cited in academic forums for competitive performance analysis.
Tifany blurted out, "...no way."
Letícia crossed her arms. "You are the chosen ones to rewrite the history of the competitive scene. Tycoon is betting on this project. And so am I. I asked to join here."
"You asked?" Laura asked, stunned.
"Yes. Because when I heard it was a team only with women with total freedom... I knew this was the chance to build the craziest team the world has ever seen. And you will be that."
Behind Letícia, four other women entered the room. Each with holographic tablets in their hands, black uniforms, and the Seraphim.exe symbol shining on their chest.
The assistant then introduced, "This is the support technical team. All are former elite tactical analysts from the Korean league. They came straight from the LCK."
The girls let out a collective "WHAT?!"
"Park Jina will be your macro game strategist."
"Yeo Soo-min, route and picks analyst."
"Choi Dami, sports psychologist specialized in high-pressure tournaments."
"And Kang Hae-jin, mechanical performance monitor with AI."
Letícia clapped. "With them, you will learn what real pressure is. And how to handle it. You are good. We will make you legendary."
Marisa crossed her arms and said, a mix of excitement and intimidation, "This is starting to feel like a divine mission."
Lisa smiled. "And it is. Seraphim.exe was not born to compete. It was born to win. And change everything."
Letícia concluded. "Training starts tomorrow. Today, enjoy the mansion, rest, get to know each other. Because from tomorrow... you'll sweat until the pixels beg for mercy."
Days later, on a clear morning bathing the shimmering skies of the Phoenix Empire, social media began to boil—but this time, not because of solo queue drama or streamer cancelation controversy.
The official account of Riot Imperial Phoenix released a post with the golden verification badge that immediately began to spread like cosmic fire:
@Riot Imperial Phoenix: Official Announcement
The organization Seraphim.exe, under DiamondTycoon, completes the acquisition of the DrakoStorm team's spot in the main circuit of the Phoenix League.
Thus, the 100% female team will be the new official addition to the professional League of Legends league of the Empire.
The team's debut will be at the opening of the next season, in two months.
Welcome to the arena, Seraphins.
#SeraphimRising #LPLPhoenix #NewEraOfEsports
The last phrase was pure poetry for social media.
Within seconds, the terms "Seraphim.exe," "New Era," "Girls' Team," and "Luna Malroth" exploded in the trends of 9 out of 10 continents.
Minutes after the official Riot Phoenix tweet, the Tycoon official page posted the following banner.
@TycoonGlobal: Celebrating the Rise of the Seraphins.
In honor of our new professional team Seraphim.exe, we are holding THE BIGGEST GIVEAWAY EVER!
1 MILLION UNITS of the LUX™ facial mask—the most desired skincare product of the 31st century—will be given away.
To participate, just follow @TycoonGlobal and @Seraphim.exe and share this post with the hashtag:
#MySkinIsLUX #SeraphimRising
Beauty evolves. Competitive does too.
— Tycoon Global, redefining limits.
And that was it.
Chaos was installed.
In the e-sports forums...
"IS THIS TEAM REAL??? They bought DrakoStorm's spot, which was on the rise!"
"1 MILLION LUX? BRO, I'M GOING TO BE HANDSOME IN HD, 8K, AND RENDERED!"
"The Seraphins will make the competitive world shake!"
On X (formerly Twitter)...
"If LUX improves people's skin, I want to see if it improves my gameplay too. Buff my soul, Tycoon!"
"I've never felt so thirsty for skincare. @Seraphim.exe, notice me."
"If they are as good at LoL as they are beautiful, Koreans don't stand a chance."
On Instagram, the team's new official account (@Seraphim.exe) surpassed 20 million followers in less than 4 hours.
Photos of the girls with shiny uniforms, makeup, and a cyberangelic touch were reposted by fashion influencers, gaming pages, and even k-pop artists.
Male streamers were freaking out live.
"I've played this for 10 years and never got invited to a team with a mansion sofa... they arrive and already have a Korean coach, baby skin... I WANT TO BE A SERAPHIM!"
Inside Tycoon, the group of CEOs was euphoric in the private chat:
@Lumine: "I ordered golden angel wings to be made. The press conference will be cinematic."
@Victória: "LUX will sell out again. Production is already at 200% capacity."
@Nikoly: "Server held. ÆVA reinforced with quantum AI. We can run a World Cup with traffic if you want."
@SmellOfRainOnEarth: "Maybe we should create our own league after this..."
Meanwhile, in the Seraphim.exe mansion...
Lisa, lying on the sofa with a LUX facial mask shining as if straight out of an anime, refreshed the feed in disbelief.
"Is this happening?" she murmured.
Marisa ran by shouting, "Riot followed me! I EXIST!"
Tifany was laughing loudly with a glass of green juice in hand. "Guys, my grandmother called me asking if I'm famous now."
Laura was at the living room piano playing a remix of the LoL selection theme, while Larissa calmly adjusted the selfie angle with the caption:
"Now it's us. The Seraphins have arrived."
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