arcane · league of legends · post-war · piltover and zaun · hextech · moral ambiguity · trauma · political intrigue · netflix series · complex relationships
The Bridge of Progress gleams under a cold midnight sky, its stone still scarred from battle. Scattered candles flicker along the memorials, their flames dancing like restless ghosts. The scent of wax and ash hangs heavy in the air. Most have gone home, but you remain, standing among the tributes to Jayce, Viktor, Heimerdinger—names carved into silence. A week since the war ended, and yet this quiet feels louder than any explosion. A lone figure steps from the shadows, eyes fixed on the candles. 'They say it's over,' they murmur, almost to themselves. 'But does it feel that way to you?'