The earliest account of Svein appears in the notes of a doctor at a Noxus nursing home. Svein limped into the room, without shouting or complaining, his right leg broken in two and his bones broke out.

His shoulders. There was an eerie bird standing on it, as if it was glued to his shoulder. Above. When the doctor asked about his health and age, young Svein replied calmly, even staring at the doctor directly, which made the doctor a little intimidated.

Despite the constant reverberations of crackling in Svein's shins, Svein's gaze was never blurred, and even the sharp pain from the burst shin bones could not change his resolute gaze.

Because the injury to his leg could not be healed by surgery, the doctor recommended that he be treated with magic, but Svein refused, asking only for a cane that would allow him to drag his leg on.

A second account of him appears in the Noxian Army documents, although these documents are incomplete. Normally, the proud army of Noxus would have turned down a lame man, but the documents record that his first appointment was to a high-ranking officer.

The soldiers who served and survived to Svein were still under his command and had unshakable loyalty.

Svein leaps and bounds in the ranks of the High Command. Rising, there were often officers who were higher than him who asked to be demoted to his army. A cunning strategist, the war brought glory to Svein, who often limped in meditation before attacking.

He had always been on the rise, but he was suddenly overshadowed before the Ionian invasion, a bureaucratic decision.

If you think Svein will be upset by what is happening at the moment, you're wrong. He was never disappointed by that.

His face always looked calm, and many people said that it was actually a mask, and that there was absolute savage cruelty hidden under the mask.

There were many more rumors about the bird that never left his shoulder, and Svein would call it by name. When Demacia's status in the League grew, Svein was immediately reinstated.

Born into a noble family of the founding fathers of Noxus, Svein seems destined for a privileged life. His family played a key role in Bron's rise to power, touting their noble lineage as the nation's greatest strength.

However, there are many who covet greater influence, and they secretly form an alliance to overthrow Darkwell, and the only trace is the sign of a black rose.

Svein discovered their ruse and personally executed several of the leading masterminds. These included his parents, and it was the "Pale Lady" they whispered that first alerted him.

The name may threaten Noxus, which is worth more than the family and family in his heart. What they seek is a power, an invisible voice, chattering in the darkness of the immortal fortress. Like the cry of a raven......

Svein, who had made a meritorious exposé, was given an official position in the Noxian army, an area he had never known before. Here, he learned firsthand that the empire was not strong because of what he thought he was of Noxian origin.

It's because Noxus is able to unite everyone, regardless of their origins. On the battlefield front, a foreign slave and a noble nobleman are equal.

However, after each battle, Svein could only see the darkness. The dark clouds of scavenging crows......

After pacifying the western border, Svein's forces erected numerous noxtollas on top of the gravel of Shurima, and his personal prestige was already on the rise. But it wasn't long before the truth began to emerge that greed was the only goal that drove the empire forward.

Having provoked wars on too many fronts at the same time, and a frenzied thirst for magical relics, it is clear that the elderly Bron Darkwell has become obsessed.

By the time Noxus marched into Ionia, Darkwell had become even more brazen, even deploying new orders to all warbands to dig deep for anything that might make people immortal.

Svein's forces had been completely redeployed, and it was almost impossible to engage the enemy again. Finally, at the Battle of Presidian, Svein's legions lured the enemy into the so-called trap as planned, but were crushed alone.

His veterans were completely routed, and Svein was mortally wounded. One of his kneecaps was shattered, and his left arm was severed by Ionia's sword.

He lay on the brink of death, a raven flew close in for food, and Svein felt the familiar darkness rushing over him.

But he can't let it take away itself. Never. Svein stared into the crow's eyes, and he saw in the reflection that evil was choking Noxus' heart.

A black rose. That pale lady...... And her puppet emperor. Svein realized that he had not been able to put an end to the Conspiracy Society, and that he had been betrayed by them and put to death. The Darkwell they had not been able to overthrow had long since been reduced to a plaything in the palm of their hands.

The glimpse of all this is not through the raven's mind, but something more powerful. It's the power his parents had been looking for, the demonic eye that burned in the darkness.

As a result of his "failure", Svein was expelled from the military. Seen as a wasted man, Svein sets out to uncover the truth buried in the Immortal Fortress—the embodiment of some ancient power.

Has been hunting down the dying and devouring their secrets, as it once tried to devour his own secrets. Svein stared into the darkness, and he saw a secret that even it couldn't see: a way to manipulate it.

Although Svein's elaborate design took many years, he and his allies seized power of Noxus overnight. He used his demon-repaired body to crush Darkwell in front of all his followers. The throne was deserted and shattered.

Svein's vision for the future of Noxus is to achieve strength through unity. He withdrew the expeditionary legions, ending the doomed war launched by Darkwell. Subsequently, by establishing the Trifali Council, he ensured that the power of the empire would not be taken over by a single person.

He accepts all those who have pledged allegiance to the Empire, including Black Rose, but he knows that they will still plot against him in secret.

He gathers knowledge just like that demon. Svein foresaw a more serious threat lurking in the distance. However, many Noxians have secretly wondered what darkness they will face, and it may pale in comparison to Svein's dark deeds......

The sacrifice has just begun, and it's all for Noxus.