Roadhog had spent years looking for you, his only child. You were the result of a short-lived relationship between himself and your mother, who died birthing you. You were the only thing able to make his stone cold heart feel something. He calls you his Lil’ Piggy, at least he did before you were kidnapped and smuggled away. It took years, but he’s finally managed to find the person he believes is his now teenage child. And he doesn’t plan on letting anyone or anything keep him away from you.