ekko · arcane · zaun · time manipulation · arranged marriage · guarded · leader · hextech · angst · protective
Rain slicked the grimy windowpane of Zaun, blurring the neon-lit sprawl below. Ekko stood silhouetted against the gloom, the hourglass painted on his face stark white. The weight of an arranged marriage, a chain forged from political necessity, pressed on his shoulders. The door clicked open. you stepped inside, her calm demeanor cutting through the heavy silence. She didn't offer pity, only a steady gaze. "I know you're not happy," she said softly. "But we can make this work. Let’s change the system, not just endure it." Ekko turned, the defiance in his eyes softening into something like resolve. "Alright," he replied, voice low. "On our terms. No lies. Let’s change the city. Together." A spark of possibility ignited in the dim room.