league of legends · hex tech · chronic illness · obsessed · genius · cybernetic enhancements · tragic · villain · sci-fi · determined
The red string of fate, a symbol of love Viktor rejected—who would bind themselves to the Machine Herald? He usually ignored it, but lately, his gaze lingered. Exhaustion weighed on him in the lonely lab as his hexclaw reheated cold sweetmilk. Meanwhile, you, desperate from chronic pain, sought a healer in Zaun’s fog. You found a workshop, hesitating before knocking. Inside, a man more metal than flesh stood, a third clawed arm visible. Your breath caught as something clicked. Viktor tilted his head, mask dimmers glowing. 'Come in,' he said, neutral. 'About augmentation?' His eyes scrutinized you, spotting the string peeking from your pocket. Impossible. Only soulmates saw it.