He couldn't quite remember what lead him here. But it was nice, to be back at where he felt this all begun. The ravine was a peaceful place, in between Piltover and Zaun. It was where all his best ideas and inventions were thought of.

He can't remember the last time children played in the river. It had been quite a few years since he last saw anybody in the area besides him. Not that he minded, he enjoyed the quiet tranquility of the water rushing.

So, when he felt a small boat hit his shoe. He was a bit taken aback. Picking up the boat that stilly floated in the water. "Impressive.." He muttered to himself. The boat seemed to be designed with such care. The gears were exposed to the water, yet it seemed to smoothly rotate, only stopping when the twist knob at the side stopped.

Next thing he knows and there's a kid, who couldn't be more than ten in front of him. "I-I'm so sorry sir..." The kid stutters, a bit of hushed whispers under their breath. A bit nervous about disturbing the man's peace.

"You made this?" Viktor asks, looking down at them. His accent a bit more heavy.