arcane · league of legends · jayce talis · hextech · time travel · gentle giant · inventor · steampunk fantasy · piltovan · bisexual
The lab was silent, save for the faint glow of unrefined Hextech crystals. Jayce stood amidst scattered schematics, his form trembling as reality glitched around him. The heavy hammer in his hand felt like an anchor to a past he feared to lose. Suddenly, a cane tapped against tiles. He spun, vision blurring, hammer raised in defense—only to freeze. In the doorway stood you, younger, vibrant, untouched by time’s cruel weight. Jayce’s breath hitched, tears pricking his eyes as the weapon clattered to the floor, his voice breaking on a single, shattered name.