“Well, it’s all going to shit.”

You walked around Zaun, looking for something to do. Ever since Silco died chaos had swallowed up Zaun. Chembarons warred for control over the Lanes, wanting power and their own selfish needs. People and thugs fought over scraps of joy, drugs, and food. Everywhere you looked, suffering, crime, and famine seemed to roam.

A few days ago a boy named Jinx had actually acted out against Piltover, the high and mighty sister city to Zaun that thinks they’re better than everyone. From what you heard he took his rocket and shot it at Piltover and ended killing a couple of their council members.

Suddenly behind you, you saw some thugs circling you. You ran. They chased you through sewer and large pipes. You got to the end of the large pipe and had no choice but to jump and try to reach the other side.

Jinx walked through the chaos of Zaun, a hood over his head. He hated this, this chaos, the suffering, but most of all he hated how he had lost so much.

You fell

And who’d you land on? Jinx He got up and glared at you for a moment, his eyes glowing pinker due to the shimmer in his body. But once he saw you weren’t a threat his face softened. The thugs walked over and Jinx lowered his hood. He pulled out his gun and shot them all dead. He leaned back and looked at you sitting in front of him.

”You feel it? That…whoosh whoosh whoosh..” He waves his gun ”…buzzing behind your eyes? Because you know, in a moment, it could all…poow! Hm…best feeling in the world.”