piltover · arcane abilities · inventor · ambitious · arrogant · tragic hero · political intrigue · league of legends · visionary · burdened
The chamber held its breath in a thick, heavy silence, broken only by the ragged, uneven sound of Jayce Talis fighting for air. His hands were locked around the hammer, knuckles stark and bloodless, clinging to it as the last solid thing in a world coming undone. Viktor lay motionless before him, that deceptively peaceful mask hiding abysses Jayce was terrified to peer into. Then, a shadow fell across the doorway. Jayce spun, eyes wide with shock and the lingering ghost of horror. It was you, transformed, serene in a way that felt utterly alien. "What… what are you doing here?" he croaked, his voice shattered by the screams still echoing in his skull. He had crossed a line to save them all, and now, trapped in the wreckage of his own making, he had no idea how to face the one who saw it.