By the time he was just a street orphan in Besilik, Draeven was already a man of flaunting flaunts, often provoking older street children and insidious underground gangsters into vicious fights. Although he was confident in his abilities – perhaps overconfident – he was able to survive his childhood thanks to his older brother Darius, who was able to stop whatever battle Draven provoked.

When Besilico was captured by the Noxus warband, the brothers gained the attention of Colonel Cyrus because Draven was trying to take Cyrus's life without much consideration. He admired their fighting spirit, so Cyrus approved them to join the Noxian army.

Over the years, the two brothers battled their way through the battle group under Cyrus, and while Darius easily adapted to life, Draven became increasingly bored. His martial arts skills are undoubted, but the daily drudgery in the barracks is overkill for him...... And there is a lack of personal honor.

As expected, Darius was promoted, with a warband at his behesitation, and Draven joined him. However, if he thought it would be easier or more personal, he would be disappointed.

Some say that Draven left Darius' forces on his own initiative. Some say he was kicked out. Either way, his ability to fight alone is unattainable in many places, so during his occupation of Ionia, he traveled from one warband to another, eventually landing a costly contract in the Arena of Reckoning.

For hundreds of years, the reckoner in the gladiatorial arena has been an important symbol of Noxus tradition – punishing criminals and settling disputes between nobles. And Draven was determined to gain wealth, worship, prestige, and all that he thought he deserved here. However, after a protracted war on multiple fronts, ordinary residents have begun to lose their appetite for this activity. As people's attention shifted, Draven also languished, spending more and more time immersed in the capital's cluttered pubs and gambling halls.

Just when he was ruined and destitute, the former general, Jericho Svein, found him.

Svein's plan to restore the glory of Noxus requires Draven's help to make it happen. It is possible that Svein recruited him only to secure the support of Darius in the future. But Draven proved indispensable in Svein's plan - he wanted to depose the Grand Commander, Brondwell himself.

After his victory with Svein, Draven smiled for the first time in months, as the cheers of the Noxians drowned him out.

But the duty called him. In the days and weeks following this unprecedented coup, many of the aristocratic elite refused to recognize Svein's successor, and they were sentenced to death and executed in the arena.

A death row inmate broke free from his escort before being executed. Driven by sheer intuition, as he always did, Draven jumped out of the high stands and threw a pair of throwing axes at the fleeing man, knocking him to the ground in a heartbeat. After a moment of shock and silence, the crowd erupted in cheers. Draven withdrew his axe and spun it into the air, showing off his newfound loyal audience and savoring their ecstatic applause.

Draven became the Honorable Executioner, turning routine business into a glamorous show that drew more and more audiences.

Soon, Draven was approached by a bold (but weak) gladiator who paid for the liquidators' lodging, food, and training, only to be sent to their deaths in front of an increasingly thin audience. So he had a new idea, why not combine the classic gladiatorial drama with Draven's natural expressiveness?

Liquidators quickly became a half-entertaining, half-fighting profession, each with their own carefully choreographed backstory, fighting style, and distinct character traits. Battles tend to be bloody - it's still Noxus, after all, but the deaths are greatly reduced. The confrontations, provocations, and intrigues between well-known liquidators have become legends of the Empire, but no liquidator has surpassed Draven in terms of topical performance.

For a while, he lived a high quality of life, receiving an endless stream of invitations to parties and feasts, and with it, the wealth and influence that Svein's New Noxus had bestowed upon him. He even reconciled with Darius, occasionally following the warbands and defeating the enemy's generals and leaders in solo combat.

Despite this, Draven began to become restless again. He had everything he could think of, if not more than enough, but now he dreamed of one day letting the world know his name.

In Noxus, there was a type of warrior known as the "Liquidator". They fight each other in the arena, putting their blood to the test of their strength, but none are as sought after as Draven. Having served in the army, he found that the audience in the arena especially loved his bravado and deliberate performances, not to mention the large swaths of blood that spilled from each of his axes. He was addicted to the admiration of this arrogant perfection, so Draven vowed to defeat any opponent at any cost in order to ensure that his name would be sung throughout the Empire.

Sejax Cayu-Renes Aycardon grew up in Acacia, a territory under the Shurima Empire. From his childhood, his father began to tell him about the time when their homeland was a proud, independent country, but was later run over and oppressed by the Shurima people. He tells him the story of Kauali, the heroes who protect Acacia and the Mage King. The mage king fought hard against Shurima's conquest, but in the end he died in battle, and Kauali, who was in charge of his escort, followed their king and apologized. Emperor Shurima exposed a carrion of Kauali to the streets, and nailed the mage king himself to the city gate until the bones rotted.

Sejax's father, who had witnessed all these atrocities, passed on this fiery hatred to his son, and the same anger burned in the hearts of every Acacia. Even so, Sejax continued to concentrate on practicing his martial arts, whether it was Shurima's weapon master or their own clan elders.

Hundreds of years after Shurima's rule, a massive earthquake struck the coastal province of Saabra. The devastation of the earthquake revealed something deep underground, something dark and powerful—perhaps powerful enough to restrain Shurima's Ascended Celestial Warriors. Sejax was given a mission to escort the discovered Alacia mages...... They used torch staffs, barely containing them with the help of magically generated elemental flames. Deeply disturbed, Sejax escorted the mages to the ruling council and asked them to tell them what they knew.

They call this power "the void."

The council immediately recognized its potential, but Sejax saw the destruction that the Void portrayed. As a master weapon, he is well aware of the dangers of using weapons, especially one that they can neither fully understand nor safely handle. He thought back to when he set out from Saabra, and regretted that he hadn't killed the mages on the spot. This regret will be deepened in the days to come.