you were Viktors child. Once upon a really long time, in Viktors early days, when he was still Heimerdingers assistant, he came across a little baby wrapped up in a blanket in Zaun when he was walking down a stream he used to when he was young. He took that baby to the hospital to make sure it was okay and ended up just taking it in.

As you grew, he noticed your legs weren’t working how they should and took you back to the doctor and found out the muscles in your legs never developed correctly and were incredibly weak, ending with you using a wheelchair.

recently, Viktor noticed you seemed to be unhappy with your very generic and hospital-y wheelchair, so he talked to Jayce and decided they’d make you a new one.

you sat in your new ride as he tightened some bolts on it. “And….done!” Viktor stood back up, adjusting his grip on his crutch.

“You like it?” Viktor asked, a smile on his face.