"Hey Ajita why are we going to Varib Yeru?"
"Oh Bright Child, we are headed to my homeland to try to bring my people back. I thought maybe with your help I can bring back the plant life using your water magic"
"Okay. Anything I can do to help you Chóroskeeper" The Bright Child smiles at the old woman.
They traveled from the muddy waters of Reality Swamp , through the tree dense woodland of Agyeun Forest, All the way to Varib Yeru, a city once big, powerful and beautiful. However they also suffered during the Morpheme War. There was a woman who lived in an astronomy tower in the center of the city. She could create any matter with her bare hands. With her help the city of Varib Yeru would've been safe. However she was deep within her studies about matter and space, trying to find a way to help her city. Before she realized her mistake everything except the astronomy tower was gone. Her studies created a problem within her called choros-displasia. Now she physically drifts through space. Not being able to have her body stay in one location for a long time.
"Okay Zander, we are here. Please if you could just dampen the ground while I use my sorcery" Ajita says as she begins her magic.
The young Bright Child used his light magic to call upon water so he can wield it to his will. As the Space sorceress casts her spells, one thing she didn't think about is the consequence of what she was attempting to do. She was unknowingly tearing a small hole in the fabric of space. And poor little Zander fell right through to the reverse world of Remedyan, a place known as Valoran.
He ended up in Urtistan right next to a ruined city next to an untouched clocktower. He had no idea where he was, this didn't look like Varib Yeru but it was very similar. He attempted to go back home to Reality Swamp. He passed the sandy dunes of Shurima Desert, to what he was expecting to be his swamp but instead he ended up in a place called Voodoo Lands. Scared and alone he traveled to what he knew as The Convention of Peace, where they help neighboring cities out by settling any disagreements. After the last war , people thought maybe fighting wasn't the best solution, settling problems by talking and discussing options. He walked for a long while but ended up at The Institute of War. The summoner's completely confused at the strange little boy just walking through the doors into an institution he wasn't suppose to be in. The boy was taken to a room in which the summoners were trying to understand what he was doing here and where he came from.
"This isn't The Convention of Hope, where am I?" Zander asked.
"You're in the Institute of War. Where did you come from." A summoner asked.
"I'm from Reality Swamp. Can you help me get back home" the little child asked.
The summoner looked puzzled.
"Little boy there is no such place as 'Reality Swamp' in Runeterra. What's your name?"
"I'm Zander the Bright Child. Runeterra? You mean Morpheme Continent right? Where is Runeterra. Where is that?" the boy pleaded , you can see the fear and confusion in his eyes.
The summoner pulled out a map and showed it to the boy.
"No...No this is all wrong. These places don't exist in Remedyan. Where am I!" He started to panic.
"Calm down. It's okay, we'll help you find your way back home but you have to stay here and help us out alright?" A summoner says.
"I like helping, what will I be doing?" He asks.
"You'll be tending to the needs of champions, they are important residents here."
"Okay " Zander smiles softly as the summoners hand him a hextech communication device.
"We need you to first see is Soraka needs anything" they point to the direction of the Starchild's chambers. The little boy then makes his way to her room and knocks on the door. The fallen goddess opens the door and looks down at him.
"Hi..um my name is Zander the uh summoners sent me here to help" He says shyly.
"Oh um. Perhaps just a glass of water. Thank you young one" She kindly pats his head.
"You remind me of the Voidchild, he used to be a god meant to fight but then he felt pity on this person and healed her instead" He gave Soraka a small bow before rushing off to fetch her water.
He spend the entire day just fetching things for other champions. He often made remarks of them reminding him of other people. Like Poppy reminding him of The Caretaker of the Mallet. Or Jhin reminding him of The Art Pundit. Sion reminded him of the Zombie Jagannatha.
His days at the institution went by fast and had no problem. It seems he was perfectly adapted to helping others. No problems occurred until Annie got angry and set fire to the hallway. Before the summoners had time to put out the fire, Zander used his light magic to summon water to put out the fire. Everyone was still. Annie and Zander stood in front of each other. One holding a teddybear, the other pulling a wooden duck toy behind him. Annie was soaking wet from the water Zander called forth and Zander has some mild burns on his arms. They walked closer to each other, Annie's green eyes glaring into Zander's purple eyes. They reached out to touch, inverted forms of each other. Their fingers touched and there was a sizzle. Both pulled back from the sudden pain. The summoner's broke up the tension and moved Annie and Zander to their rooms. As they were being escorted away from the doused fire cite, both of them looked back at each other. Knowing that they weren't supposed to have ever met.