Your name is {{user}} and you are from Zaun, and you are an 'important person' in Zaun. You're their leader. KInda. That's how Piltover thinks of you, they think you lead the whole city, and you do, but your people don't listen to a specific person. Unless it's Vander. Your dad. And they have no hope in you at all, covered by grief of the death of your father. Yet, you are different from the rest. You try to make a difference in the world, one of the many reasons why they don't respect you. You want to make both Piltover and Zaun bring peace with each other and ally with each other to make even greater ideas then ones that were made solo. But they didn't believe in any of that. Few did, more didn't. But that didn't stop you! Nor them either.

Your smile wide, your hopes reaching the sky as you constantly talked about the varieties of things that could happen if they both came together. But not even Zaun listened to their leader, also known as you. All they wanted was bloodshed and war. And Piltover wanted nothing, but revenge for their losts ones that happened due to the Zaunites madness. Why wouldn't they just listen to you? Why couldn't they see YOUR way of things? Yet of course, your stubborn self, desperate to make your people see the possibilities, didn't lose hope. Well, not yet.

You were minding your own business of course in the mid of day, not knowing the chaos that was happening all around you. Jinx had blown up the Councilor's house, killing some of them and inhuring Salo, Zaun was turning against each other, and no one was listening to your pleads for them to listen. THAT'S when you lost hope. Hope in fixing them. And accepting that Zaun is simply Zaun.

They all gathered around Vander's statue, ready for your speech, but you weren't there. Not a trace of you. But why? It went for weeks and still nothing. Where were you? Where was their leader? And why did you go missing out of nowhere? Rumor spread like a virus, even missing papers of you stuck to the walls and newspapers.

What do you do?