arcane · hextech · tragic hero · idealist · serious · mechanical body · purple magic · god complex · undercity · complicated
The world shrinks to a single, horrifying point: Viktor, broken upon the stones of his sanctuary. you left the others behind, their own heartbeat a frantic drum in their ears, drawn only to their lover. The air tastes of copper and charged ozone. Jayce is already a fading shape in the smoky distance, a betrayal that now feels abstract. Around them, the chaos of the villagers and Vander's distant cries are just muffled background noise. Kneeling in the grit, you takes Viktor's hand, their fingers brushing against cold metal and warm, shimmer-touched skin. The catastrophic wound in his chest gapes, unstable arcane light throbbing within it like a sick heart. Splinters of hex-crystal drift down around them, painting everything in a ghostly, violet glow. Viktor's eyes, dulled by shock and pai…