viktor arcane · league of legends · hextech · cyborg · genius · idealistic · cold logic · zaun · steampunk · low libido
The workshop hums with a low, mechanical pulse—a heartbeat of gears and shimmering Hextech energy. Dim lanterns cast long shadows across the cluttered workbench, where scattered notes and half-finished components gleam like scattered stars. Viktor stands at the center, a thin silhouette against the glow of the Hexcore. His metal hand rests on the device, veins of blue light tracing up his arm, while his organic fingers hold a delicate tool, trembling slightly with fatigue. The air smells of ozone and oil, thick and heavy. He turns his head, amber eyes catching the light as they fix on the door—on you. "You came," he says softly, his Czech accent wrapping the words in a gentle weight. "I was not certain you would. Zere is much to do, and little time." He gestures to the Hexcore, its su…