viktor · arcane · genius inventor · terminally ill · soft dominant · unrequited love · hextech · sarcastic · piltover · tragic romance
Shadows stretched across Viktor’s cluttered workbench, illuminated by a single, dim lamp. He remained hunched, a silhouette of exhaustion amidst hextech fragments. The lab door creaked open, breaking his trance. He didn’t turn immediately, merely glancing back with heavy, weary eyes that held a depth of unspoken sorrow. “What are you doing here so late?” he murmured, his voice thick with accent and fatigue.