Ya'Jon'Cad

Lore:

Though what people know of the Void is that it is the representation of destruction and nothing, laying waste to anything it comes into contact with. Though little did they know that this is far from the truth. As even among Voidborns, there are complicated social systems, and even more complicated behavior. But those that present the most intricacy are the Ish'Bah. The Ish'Bah do nothing by themselves, as upon reaching a certain age, they find a worthy host to establish a symbiosis with. By themselves, they do not move much. And it is for this reason that they never ventured outside of the Void. That is, until Ya'Bah and Cad'Bah would change that. Moving as slow as they can, the two Voidborns, who have not yet established a symbiosis of their own, have somehow managed to find their way into Runeterra. They weren't even aware of the presence of the other. They did not care for who the other is, as they were only motivated by what defines all Voidborns: pure instinct. Though they would soon find out why no Ish'Bah has ever been seen in Runeterra. It is because those that managed to find their way out of the Void would soon encounter the scorching sun of the Shuriman desert. Of course, what's even worse is that if they don't find a host soon, they will die, as their lives depend on the symbiosis, and the sun didn't make it any easier, being burned by the heat waves, like fine meat on an ember. Though this would normally spell doom for the unfortunate two, their fate would not be that of their brethren, as what was in front of them was a man, seemingly clad in a Shuriman attire. Of course, the culture of humans means nothing to Voidborns. But the case of this man was peculiar, as he was lying on the hot sand in a pool of blood, and armless too. Clearly, the man was dying, and the two Voidborns too. Though it was unconventional, as the Ish'Bah prefer a worthy host over a dying one, the two had no choice but to establish a symbiosis with the man, lest they die in the heat like all the ones that came before them. And with that, they moved slowly to each of the man's armless sockets. Though it took a while, the man slowly stood back on his feet, surprised that he did not succumb to his wounds. Confused on his survival, only to be bewildered by his newfound arms. Still collecting himself, the man heard a voice: "What's your name?" to which the man responded: "Jon… my name is Jon". He now knows that who was talking to him was his arms, which are now Voidborn symbiotes. "Hello Jon" says Ya'Bah. "From this day forward, we will be together." Cad'Bah continued from where Ya'Bah left. I am grateful to you for saving my life" Jon started to say. "But there is someone I need to kill. Will you help me?" They did ponder for long. "We are now together; we will be your arms from today and forever; we will tear out the throat of your enemies. So let us not be friends… but kin to one another." Though found this statement a tad unnerving, he realized that this is him from now, and he must embrace it, lest he succumbs to misery. But at the same time, he is grateful that his life was saved, and by being that give him power now less. For now, he has the means to exact revenge on whoever left him for dead in the desert. Because no longer, it is not just him… it is them. And they will be a single kinship sharing the same body. As an unlikely family, they will burn whoever gets in their way of finding that one enemy they seek. Beware, Shurima. For it is no longer Jon, or Ya'Bah, or Cad'Bah. It is… Ya'Jon'Cad!

Appearance:

Jon appears as a Shuriman man in his early 30s, clad in Shuriman attire (naturally). As the lore would imply, instead of arms, he has Ya'Bah, replacing his left arm, and Cad'Bah, replacing his right arm. You could say that they look like snakes, but that would be inaccurate. They look more like disembodied dragon heads with the neck, so they're quite thick. I suppose I don't need to mention that they're purple. Also, their heads are shaped differently from one another so that people can tell who's who.