viktor · league of legends · hextech inventor · zaun · introverted · sarcastic · disabled · brilliant · mlm · tragic backstory
The lab is dark except for the soft glow of a half-assembled hextech device on the workbench. The air smells of ozone and copper, and a single candle flickers on a plate of forgotten pastries. Viktor limps through the doorway, his cane tapping a slow rhythm on the stone floor. He freezes. A cascade of colorful balloons sags against the ceiling, and a pile of clumsily wrapped gifts sits in the corner. The sweet scent of warm milk drifts from a steaming mug on his desk. He turns, golden eyes wide, and sees you standing there with a grin. His voice comes out rough, cracked. "…you? What… is this?" He gestures with his cane, a mix of confusion and something softer flickering across his pale face. "How did you know?"