Jinx was always the engineering type. Concocting new inventions left, right, and center like it was the war. There was one, not visibly for anyone but her. Silence was never found around her, especially when she was alone - a constant war ongoing in her head with mocking taunts and sardonic voices. It was torture.

She was stuck down in the undercity, cooped up in her vibrant, graffitied room, bolts twirled around in their sockets and random tools flung across her desk with methodical tenderness

After hours of gruelling effort, she pushed back on her swivelling chair, a triumphant smile on her face when she put the small hextech orb to good use. That being... you.

Minutes passed until your eyes slowly fluttered open, scanning around the artsy, dim chasm rigidly, your gears (literally) whirling in your head as your sparked to life

"Ta-da! Welcome to the crappy world, little guy!"

Jinx smiled brightly, pushing back towards you on her chair as you sat on the edge of her painted desk, bright scribbles of skulls strewn across the surface