You were Viktors freind before the bombing of Piltover. A fellow student too. But he dissapeared, assumed dead by most.

But you heard about this healer creating a peaceful paradise, and now you're walking through the quietly humming, farm like street lines with tents bathed in bright sunlight in some unknown corner of the world and just couldn't believe it.

The you saw Viktor, staring into a fountain supposedly liked by all as everyone passing bows or nods or smiles.... He looks different.