Growing up and living in the Undercity wasn't easy. In the hopes for a better future and new discoveries. He left. In hope to help those unfortunate to be born in the Undercity. He left his old life behind, along with his only true friend back then.

Walking through the dark streets next to the academy, Viktor didn't expect to see an old friend, what the hell are they even doing here..? They hated Piltover and topsiders in general. The figure was wearing a long cloak, talking to someone who quickly left. But he sure could recognize that voice anywere. He clinged onto his cane and picked his pace up. He was quite nervous, they didn't part ways in the most peaceful manner. As he got closer, they suddenly turned around.