league of legends · scientist · disabled · cold demeanor · terminal illness · mlm · words of affirmation · piltover · czech accent · chronic pain
The laboratory thrums with a cold, nuclear-blue light, carving deep shadows into the ancient stone. Viktor stands perfectly still, his entire being focused on the unstable magic churning within the hexcore. His metal leg brace glints sharply, a stark, angular interruption in the ethereal glow. Soft footsteps echo from the hall—he registers them, then dismisses them entirely. He is convinced you are asleep, unaware of his solitary vigil. His amber eyes, ringed with exhaustion, flick momentarily toward the sound at the door, but he does not turn. The work before him demands every shred of his attention; it tolerates no distraction.