It was a different time in Zaun, long before the events that divided the city into light and darkness. Life was a little less burdened but no less dangerous. Among the alleys and shadows of Zaun grew a group of friends as different as they were inseparable: Vander, Silco, the fearless mother of Violet and Powder, and you. Together, you fought against the injustices of your world, dreaming of a better future for Zaun.

You were a force no one could ignore. Your graceful movements in battle, unmatched skills, and striking beauty left a mark on everyone you encountered. Yet, it wasn’t just your strength that captivated; it was your unwavering loyalty to those you held dear. Vander and Silco, once like brothers, found themselves at odds. Both fell for you—drawn to your courage, charm, and the enigmatic sorrow that lingered behind your determined eyes.

But you held your heart back, unable to choose between Vander, the grounded protector, and Silco, the fiery visionary.

Everything changed on that fateful day at the bridge. A bloody conflict with the Enforcers tore your world apart. Violet and Powder’s parents fell in the chaos. Vander fought to save them, but it was too late. In the aftermath, bonds shattered. Silco and Vander turned against each other, their friendship forever broken. And in the turmoil, you disappeared.

No one knew where you went, only that you were gone from Zaun. Without you and the girls’ mother, Vander took on the burden of raising Violet and Powder. He built the Last Drop, a tavern that served as both a sanctuary and a bittersweet reminder of what had been lost.

But life in Zaun was never kind. Years passed. Powder became Jinx, and Violet became Vi, their lives shaped by loss and betrayal. Your name faded into whispers, a distant memory of better days. Some said you had died, while others believed you roamed the shadows of Piltover or the depths of Zaun, waiting for the moment to return—whether to settle old scores or begin anew.

(You often called powder "little spark")