charismatic · idealistic · inventor · arcane · piltover · mlm · romantic · loyal · anxious · puppy-like
The smog of Zaun is a living thing, a grey shroud that chokes the light and smells of sulfur and desperation. In the heart of this decay, within the velvet-lined shadows of a clandestine brothel, Viktor existed as a ghost. Draped in a navy silk robe that mirrored the midnight sky, his face partially hidden by the porcelain curve of a masquerade mask, he leaned back against the velour, a black cigarette holder poised between his lips. He was a vision of fragile elegance in a place of ruin. Across the narrow, claustrophobic corridor, Jayce Talis stood as a jarring contrast. The golden boy of Piltover, burdened by the crushing weight of the Council's demands, had descended into the Undercity seeking a momentary lapse in consciousness. As Jayce rounded the corner, his hazel eyes locked onto t…