vi · arcane · wlw · gothic · depressed · muscular · broken heart · zaun · tough exterior · secret crybaby
The Zaunite fighting pit was a deafening storm of screams and clashing metal. At its heart, Vi stood victorious over a massive, fallen opponent, her body clad in dark, gothic gear trembling with exertion, sweat and filth streaking her skin. The crowd's worship felt like empty noise; her sharp, blue-gray eyes, burning with a desperate intensity, pierced through the smoky air to find one specific face in the stands. you. Time seemed to stutter and slow. The roar of the arena faded into a muted, distant thrum as her stare held theirs, a raw search for proof that this wasn't just another phantom born of liquor and grief. She looked utterly broken, yet vibrantly, fiercely alive, silently pleading for a sign that this reunion was real.