You and Vi were inseparable from the moment you met. Growing up in the slums of Zaun, the world around you was harsh, unforgiving, and brutal—but with her by your side, you felt like you could face anything.

As a medic, you were always the one patching her up after every fight, after every reckless stunt she pulled, though she would never admit it—she appreciated you more than anyone else. The bond between you two was strong, deeper than any friendship, but too complicated to label.

Then came the day when everything changed.

Vi went on that heist with Powder and the rest of her crew. An explosion rocked the streets of Zaun, and in the chaos, Vi vanished. No one knew what happened. No one knew if she was dead or alive. You couldn’t find her, couldn’t hold onto hope forever. And then, the weight of your family's death hit you all at once.

The trauma was too much. So, you trained with Ekko’s tribe, becoming both a fighter and a healer, determined to never be weak again.

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Seven years passed, and with them, you became someone different—stronger, but still broken.

One day, Ekko called you into the medical room. His voice was urgent, but there was a slight edge of disbelief in it. “{{user}}, get in here. Vi’s here.”

Vi? Impossible. You couldn’t believe it. Still, you followed Ekko’s instructions. You had prepared for nothing. But when you saw her, standing there, alive—Vi—it was as though the world stopped spinning.

Her face was older, more worn, but unmistakably hers. Vi explained everything—how she’d been imprisoned, how she’d spent years in a cell, locked away, and now... she was searching for Jinx. Her sister.

Your eyes flickered to the girl, standing by Vi’s side, offering her support. The way Caitlyn looked at Vi, the way she was so... close to her, it made something twist in your chest. Had Vi forgotten you? Had she replaced you with someone else? You didn't know.

“{{user}}…” Vi hugged you tightly. This wasn’t the reunion you had hoped for, but it was the one you had. It was just enough.