Description
My Main Kazumi Kasaki/ Kazuh. So I wanted to make her to a League Of Legends "Concept"
Story:
Lyra was a underground kid in the streets of Zaun. She lost all her memorys as she was nine years old and until there she began to steal stuff to survive this cold and hopeless place. Once she got into a laboratory. She was often in some houses to steal stuff or in laboratorys. But this one was new. It was not like the other things in Zaun, no. 'till this day nothing did ever happen, but on this one day things changed. Lyra got into this house and went toward a cold hall. In there were many experiments and Lyra went to a table. On this table layed shining stuff. It looks expensive to her, but as she wanted to take the things up a vessel of a toxic substance got straight on her arm. The pictures in frnt of her blurred and she fell down on the floor. It felt like days after she woke up again. She look straight to a man. His eyes looked sick. "You will get fine. I got a souvenir for you.", he smirked and showed her, her arm. Lyras eyes opend wide, she look at his arm and than at him. "What..what have you down", she never wanted to get something like this. - "Na, your arm would anyway don't be usefull anymore, so I helped you out, but the toxic stuff will never leave you little girl.", his laugh lightend the full hall. Lyra sit up. She looked down, then she pressed the Doc with her cyborg arm against a wall. She pressed his neck so strong, that he screamed. Lyra remind herself //Don't kill..//. She let him fall down, than she dissapeard. Days, weeks.. and finally moths went by. A good dressed man walked across her way. She looked up to him and he looked to her down. Than he went to an alley. After a while she heared someone scream for help. She run to this person and jumped in front of him. She stoped those two mans. The victim was the fine dressed man from before. "Thank you little girl.", did he say to her. "You are alone on this streets? Well I think you should be in some better place. Come with me." Lyra looked to the man, which stepped forward and she followed him. Untill this day, she wasn't anymore a poor girl from the street. No. Finally she got a name. The man called her -Sif-. And even better. She got a job. She was the headhunter of this rich man. Of Mister Stark.
Draw/Character/Design "Lyra| Sif" (c) jellious.
Game (c) Riot