Valoran's Naruto

My name is Riven and I am a soldier.

On a very ordinary night, with a cry, I was born.

Don't get me wrong, the crying is not mine. I am very quiet when I cry, almost as quiet as a dead person.

The cry came from my father who was an alcoholic.

He has a quirk. He never smiles when he is happy. Instead, he expresses his inner joy by crying.

Don’t get me wrong, he wasn’t celebrating my birth either.

He was holding an enchanting woman up and down, venting his most primitive desires in a loud and heart-rending voice, as if someone had done something to his mother.

And beside me, there was my mother who was giving birth.

The mother died in childbirth.

I survived and continued to live in this dirty world.

The place where I was born is the largest slum in Noxus.

The sky in the slums is gray, as if the sunlight is unwilling to shine in. Humanity, integrity, health and other positive things are all nonsense here.

This is a coward's hell and a villain's paradise.

This can be seen from my father.

He bought his mother with 20 runes in order to get her pregnant. Once she has a child, she can be sold on the black market.

"Too skinny, 400."

500 runes each, the price of a newborn baby. If you are stronger, you can pay more. For someone like me with congenital malnutrition, it would be good to sell it for 400.

But for my father, no matter how he looked at it, it was a business that was sure to make money without losing any money.

These things were all told to me later by the old lady who delivered my baby. She was a big talker and it was not difficult to get information from her.

For as long as I can remember, I have lived in a small cage, surrounded by cages of various sizes, containing children of similar age to me.

We lived a life of darkness, and the only food we had every day was a piece of hard sourdough bread.

Every day, a group of men in black would come in and take away some children.

Later, I heard someone say that they all went to live in big houses, eat delicious food, and wear beautiful clothes.

I envy them.

Therefore, the remaining children, including me, are working hard to survive and looking forward to God's blessing.

One day, luck seemed to have arrived, and I was taken away with envious eyes.

But who would have thought that this was just a jump from one cage to another.

I was taken to a small room again. There was no cage in it, but it was full of the smell of rotten potion. A group of people in white coats were busy coming in and out, playing with the precision instruments in front of them, and recording things carefully.

And their eyes were fixed on the culture tanks placed in the four corners of the room, which were filled with cyan culture fluid.

In every cultivation tank, there is a child.

They are all the children who were taken away earlier!

boom!

Suddenly, the sound of glass exploding was heard, and the child inside also fell down. His face showed a very painful look, and after a moment, he stopped responding.

"Hey, it failed and another one died."

Those in white coats just sighed and quickly cleaned up the scene.

I took a look at the body of the boy who was carried away. In my memory, it was a little boy whose eyes narrowed when he smiled. Unfortunately, his eyes will be closed forever now.

At that moment, I understood that his today might also be my tomorrow.

"No!"

I yelled, I didn't know where the strength came from, I broke free from the hand of the person who brought me in, and ran out as hard as I could.

"Stop her!"

 The people in white coats behind me rushed over with their teeth and claws open, like little devils in purgatory, trying to catch me and put me in a frying pan.

I exerted all my strength and ran as fast as I could, but the people behind me were left far behind.

boom!

Suddenly, I hit an iron wall.

"It's strange, there was clearly a road just now, why is there suddenly a wall?"

I held my sore forehead and looked up to see a man standing in front of me.

A man wearing armor and standing like an iron tower.

What I bumped into just now was the armor as hard as an iron wall.

"Step aside!"

I was very angry and yelled at him.

The man was startled and was about to speak. At this moment, the man in the white coat caught up behind him. When he saw the man in front of him, he immediately knelt down.

"Ah! I'm so sorry, Mr. Darius! This little girl is disobedient. We will take her back right away."

As soon as I heard that I was going back to that laboratory, I immediately became anxious.

"No! I don't want to go back there! I don't want to stay in that liquid with tubes all over my body!"

"Please...please save me..."

I begged the man named Darius. Since those white coats were so afraid of him, he must be very powerful, right?

Darius just glanced at me and said calmly: "What reason do I have to save you? In other words, what ability do you have that makes me worthy of saving you?"

"I run fast and am strong!" I almost blurted out.

"Well, they are two very useful skills."

Darius glanced at me and said, "Your speed is pretty good, but I don't know how strong you are, but I can give you a chance."

Darius pointed to the white coat behind him and said, "Throw them down and I will recognize you."

Opposite us were three grown men in fine clothes, and I was just a five-year-old girl.

Knock them down?Under normal circumstances, this is an impossible task.

But I didn't hesitate, clenched my fists and rushed forward.

The only way to stop violence is to fight violence with violence!

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After a while, the three men fell to the ground, covering their lower bodies and wailing continuously.

I lowered my head in embarrassment. Although I was only five years old, I matured earlier than others. I knew exactly where I was playing.

But this is a necessary attack, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to defeat them.

Darius frowned, a little dissatisfied with my trick, but finally nodded.

"Okay, you can follow me from now on."

"From this moment on, your name will be Riven."

I jumped up excitedly, my name didn't matter anymore, I just wanted to live.

But then I discovered that some things are far more important than living.

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My name is Riven, a weapon of Noxus and a weapon of Darius.

At this time yesterday, I spent 5 runes, bought a small piece of cake, lit a candle, and celebrated my 18th birthday.

But I'm going to die today.

Death is not scary. For people like me, death is nothing new.

But what I fear most is living like a zombie.

I am grateful to the man who gave me death.

I reluctantly stood up and wandered to the edge of the Fengyun Tower.

Then, jump down.

I am relieved.

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