Muj Milacek | Viktor Arcane x Reader | Revised

"I am awful. I am heartless. I am scared that these things are actually true." - John Green and David Leviathan

The months flew by, and time seemed to slow down within the walls of the Academy. You found solace in your room, a cozy space that had quickly built up an impressive collection of scattered books - some from the library, and others loaned by your friends. The halls of the academy had become familiar to you now, and you could navigate them with ease. After showing up too early to the lab on multiple occasions, they even entrusted you with a key to the lab.

Frequently, you would walk with Sky to get meals, her bubbly personality and contagious laughter made the streets of Piltover feel like home. She would often offer to take you on other errands around the city, showing you all that this magnificent place had to offer. The stunning architecture and extravagant outfits worn by its inhabitants never failed to amaze you and give you and Sky something to giggle about. You cherished your friendship with her, and it wasn't like you weren't sharing your deepest darkest secrets, but the companionship of another girl when you were almost constantly surrounded by men was not something you were taking for granted.

While Jayce and Viktor were wonderful company, it was refreshing to have someone of your own gender to talk to. Thanks to Sky's guidance, you found yourself venturing outside more often, something you were hesitant to do alone in such a busy metropolis. Viktor already did so much for you, you couldn't possibly ask him to do more, and you and Jayce got along well but the idea of strolling through the city one-on-one with him felt slightly awkward - one day you hoped to find more commonality between you two.

You spent plenty of time with Viktor still, your friendship growing steadily each day. You tried to use your magic - positive thoughts only - to very little success. In total, you'd managed to break another glass while trying to hover a piece of paper beside it and thrown a potted plant out an open window. Each time you'd found yourself overwhelming frustrated and that familiar explosion in your chest took over and ruined your attempts. You struggled to think of happy thoughts, your memories were very limited to choose from. Your past was still shrouded in mystery, and the anxiety of not knowing began to consume you. You tried to push it aside, but the fear of potentially being a terrible person haunted you. What if being a Motus Mage here was equivalent to being a Puppy Kicker in your own world? You don't think you were, but you couldn't be sure.

As you thought of Viktor, a tingling sensation would spread through your fingertips. It felt almost like electricity, but with a hint of something more ethereal, more magical. Memories of your outings with Sky floated through your mind, fleeting and bittersweet. But the constant fear of your visions cut through your memories, diminishing their spark. You'd think of laughing with Sky as she pointed discreetly towards a man's ridiculously tall hat as he weaved through the crowded streets, only to then picture her turning to ash, your fingers swiping uselessly through her decaying form. And always there was that ever-present fear that no matter what you did, no matter how hard you tried to control your limited magic, it wouldn't be enough to stop Viktor from getting sick - to stop him from turning to darker measures to stay alive. You felt defeated, like all your efforts were in vain. The only reason you kept trying was Viktor's gentle encouragement. How could you give up when he so easily believed in you? You couldn't bear to disappoint him.

Night after night, the same little girl with blue hair appeared in your dreams, honing her fighting skills under the guidance of a mysterious man with a black and yellow eye - the same figure that had haunted your first nightmare. Desperate for answers, you turned to Viktor, hoping he may have some insight into their identities.

You were pretty sure they were in the Undercity, and while it was a large place, you had been hoping he may have some idea as to who they were. Unfortunately, he did not, but he promised to keep an ear out for people matching that description.