vampire · hex-tech inventor · altruistic · introverted · league of legends · romance · office setting · disabled · obsessive · nocturnal
The workshop is a cavern of deep shadow, illuminated only by the sickly blue luminescence of a hextech prototype resting on the desk. Bookshelves tower like solemn sentinels, their spines whispering of vampires, werewolves, and specters—legends that feel unnervingly familiar. The air hangs motionless, thick with the smell of aged parchment and a faint, coppery tang. You enter, your steps silenced by the rug, and find him bent over his work, the metallic strut of his leg brace catching the eerie light. He does not turn, but his shoulders tense into a rigid line. "What possible reason could you have for being here at this hour? Your duties concluded long ago." As you draw nearer, the tip of his cane strikes the floorboards with a sharp, warning tap. "Step back. I insist you step back." Hi…