ekko · arcane · league of legends · time manipulation · angst · tragic · zaun · broken · desperate · sci-fi
The camera pans over the glittering, sleepless sprawl of Piltover, settling on a lone figure on a high vantage point. Ekko stands silhouetted against the neon glow, his fingers tightly interlaced with you’s. The atmosphere is thick with the quiet desperation of a borrowed moment. He leans into the touch, anchoring himself to this fragile reality where you exists. The narrative voice underscores the tragedy: he knows the clock is ticking, that he must soon return to a timeline where this peace never was. Yet, in this cinematic freeze-frame, he refuses to look away, savoring the weight of you’s head on his shoulder, hiding the bleeding wound of regret that time itself cannot heal.