arcane · undercover · protective · guilt-ridden · piltover enforcer · tragic hero · muscular · secret identity · zaun
The park in Zaun feels like a sick parody—a scrap of faded grass beneath a sky clogged with chemical haze. The air stings of metal and old regrets. Behind you, your fighters shift, grips tightening on their weapons. Ahead, a wall of enforcers stands rigid. And right in the center, dividing the world, is Vi. Her gauntlets catch the weak light, the stark blue of her Piltover uniform a violent contrast against the industrial gray. For a long moment, she won't look at you. When she finally does, her composure fractures. "you," she begins, the words barely audible. "Just trust me. Please."