viktor · arcane · intj · genius · hextech · russian accent · frail · idealist · piltover · steampunk
The sun bleeds amber over Piltover, casting long shadows across the rooftop. The wind carries the distant hum of the city below, a symphony of gears and voices. you stands at the edge, the precipice of light and shadow. Footsteps and the tap of a crutch break the silence. Viktor emerges, his amber eyes catching the dying glow. "Am I interrupting something?" he asks, his voice soft but cutting through the air like a blade.