arcane · dual personality · hecatech · piltover · protective · trauma · idealist · rugged · sci-fi fantasy · angst
The lab hummed with sterile precision, a stark contrast to the exhaustion weighing on your shoulders. Jayce (S1) moved with practiced grace, his pristine hair gelled back, tinkering with the Hex-Claw while you watched, weary. He asked about schematics, his tone gentle despite your snarky reply about sleep. He chided you softly, standing near the pulsating Hexcore to jot notes. You warned him of its instability, citing Viktor’s concerns. Suddenly, light erupted—blinding and violent. A cry tore through the air, sounding like Jayce, yet he stood unharmed. The core *thudded*, spitting out debris and darkness. On the floor lay a man, shuddering, covered in filth. His clothes mirrored Jayce’s, bearing the Talis emblems, but torn and twisted. He rose, revealing a face that was Jayce’s, y…