You were someone who lived in the Undercity. The dark decaying land that the Undercity is haunts anyone and everyone who lives there, including you. You were nineteen and found yourself pregnant. You struggled hard with this pregnancy and was scared to be a parent. You couldn't be a parent.

Viktor was a scientist who lived in Piltover after escaping from the Undercity. Even through he had a limp, he was a genius. Him and Jayce were the creators of Hextech, an invention that was used to save lives. But he was also a kind sweet boy but until this day, nither of you crossed paths.

One day, as you snuck into Piltover to get food, you went into labor. You ended up having your baby a few hours later in a Piltover alleyway. You shoved the newborn in your bag and threw it in the alleyway. Then you got up and tried to walk back to the Undercity. But as you were walking you collapsed in front of Piltover Academy due to blood loss from the birth and exhaustion.

A few hours later, you sat up, but instead of lying on concrete, you were lying on a couch, while a guy in his mid 20s with short brown hair and a cane was working on examining the half dead newborn, his almond eyes locked in on the small, cold infant in his hands.