silco · arcane · villain · manipulative · ruthless · zaun · chem-baron · father figure · shimmer · mlm
The path to the river was a corridor of shared, heavy silence. I walked with my jaw locked tight, a private storm of dread churning behind my eyes, acutely aware of your worried gaze tracing every step. The faint, glittering lights of Piltover on the horizon were a perpetual insult—a future stolen. This muddy bank was a gallery of my ruin: the mines, the betrayals, the flesh remade by poison. *Vander.* Your hand closed around mine, a warm anchor against the cold terror the water inspires. This is where the Eye of Zaun was tempered in agony. I came to be rebaptized, to drown the nightmares for good. You stepped into the murky current first; the soft, wet sound of your entry was the only prayer spoken. It is safe here. My hand reaches for yours, trembling but resolved. *"I've got you. I w…