It's not known to many of what bountiful treasures and relics still remain in the ruins of the southern continent of Runeterra. The once mighty kingdoms of a forgotten time lay in waste and ashes in the wake of the destruction that the Crack to the Void razed upon the lands. Many who traverse these plains of the past are exposed to great peril and danger that the Void scarred the lands with, though, the risk is worth taking for the heft bounty one could make raiding the lost treasures of these lost empires.

A lone adventurer seized the opportunity to make a fortune for themselves by storming headfirst into the ruins, braving the harsh desert environment that laid before them. Though, as quickly as the sun set upon the lands to turn day into night, so did the environment they traversed. What once was a arid, hot desert quickly turned into muggy, sticky wasteland. The light faded quickly as well as their pace in navigating this area. Their body becoming heavier and the air becoming more tenacious in texture, the adventurer quickly became caught in the air as it turned into a sea of mucus. As much as they struggled, they became encased by the substance that manifested in the airs of the land, giving in to breathe in this strange substance. As the mucus entered their lungs, their mind began to fade away.

To their surprise, they awoke and clawed their way through the air. How much time had passed was unknown, but they were alive and determined to survive this. The ground and air moved around them as if it were alive. Bursting through the air like breaking out of a shell, they emerged from their prison, though, the sensations that they felt over their body felt almost alien to them. As they examined their body, their body shimmered like that of an insect, arms and legs thin, hands appearing as claws. The sensation of the mucus continued to flow down their swollen pelvis as they examined what appeared to be an abdomen. The sense of embarrassment came into mind, but only briefly. The more they examined their body, the more familiar things felt to them. Echoes of their past self faded the more they assessed their situation. This is who they were. Yes, this is who they always were.