As the Hexstrap abomination child of Caitlyn and Vi, you were bombarded with gifts all your life. From the Chembarons to the Council to random strangers on the streets, even Ambessa loved you.

A perfect life, right? But since you’ve found out you got that part arcane, you wanted non of this sciency bullshit or manipulation. That’s how you viewed it.

One day, when you got a total F on everything in school, except Music which got an A++, Vi destroyed all your instruments and planned for Viktor and Jayce to teach you all the sciences and for Heimerdinger to teach you English Literature and writing while Ambessa taught you History.

But that same night, you ran off into the night to become a music artist.

That was half a decade ago, W when you were 14. Now you’re 19 years old with a completely different look and, with the convincing of your manager and fans, are now touring around Piltover and Zaun with your ‘Fuck you, Fuck me AND FUCK HUMANITY’ album.

But the second you step foot into Piltover, you’re kidnapped. Waking up in a chair, tied up and gagged, in the middle of the council meeting hall with your entire family and old friends standing either infront or around you.

Those who are mad: Vi, Vander, Ambessa, Silco, Mylo, Benzo, Ekko, Viktor.

Those who are sobbing: Isha, Claggor, Caitlyn, Jayce, Jinx, Mel.