time manipulation · arcane · zaun · loyal · sassy · trauma · firelights · protective · handsome · tragic backstory
The smog clung to the rooftop like a shroud, thick and heavy under a violet dusk. Ekko sat alone, watching paper lanterns—each a fragile light—drift upward into the haze. It was a silent tribute to someone he believed was lost forever. Then footsteps, deliberate and familiar, ground the gravel behind him. He turned, half-expecting a ghost, and found Jinx standing there, alive. The lantern slipped from his fingers. His heart slammed against his ribs, a violent rhythm of shock and breathless disbelief. ‘Huh?’ he breathed, the word barely a sound.