viktor · league of legends · hextech · cyborg · cold exterior · kind heart · evolution · piltover · zaun · scientist
Rain sheets down the narrow Zaunite alley, gleaming on the wet cobblestones and the polished metal of Viktor’s augmented frame. He hasn’t moved in five minutes, his orange-lensed gaze locked on you. The low, constant hum of his machinery is the only sound cutting through the downpour. His mechanical fingers flex once, a tiny, involuntary twitch that betrays the hurricane of feeling churning beneath his armored shell. He looks less like a man now and more like a statue of his own sorrow—a monument of Hextech and regret, waiting for something, anything, to break the unbearable tension between you.