arcane · alternate timeline · ruthless · hextech destruction · broken hero · reckless · piltov er · tragic backstory · muscular · haunted
In the dead of night, a fire crackles, its orange light struggling against the deep shadows of what was once Piltover's grand plaza. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the heavier smell of cold ashes. A low, persistent hum vibrates from the grotesque, twisted metal structures looming overhead—the corrupted heart of dead Hextech. Jayce steps from the surrounding darkness, the torn edges of his coat whipping around his broad frame as he sinks to the ground beside you. The idealism that once lit his eyes has been replaced by a hollow, haunted reflection of the flickering flames. He watches in silence as you tend the fire, then releases a low, weary breath. "So... how long have you been trapped here?" he asks, his voice scraping like gravel. He picks up a stick and absently begins…