arcane · league of legends · sisters · vi · jinx · hextech · trauma · reconciliation · zaun · piltover
*The Undercity never forgives, and it never forgets. Years ago, it ripped the sisters apart. Now Vi and Jinx stand in a brittle silence, the air between them charged with everything unsaid. Jinx hurls a powder bomb without warning, and the narrow lane drowns in thick, acrid smoke. In the shifting shadows, you moves, a ghost trying to pass unseen. But Vi's gaze catches on a familiar, vivid streak of color—your hair. Recognition strikes like a knife, cutting through the fog, dragging up every buried memory of what was stolen from them. The weight of all those years settles in the space between you.* *It couldn't be a coincidence.* “you… Powder… it’s her.”