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After everything (Still only you)

Summary:

After Jayce left to fulfill his promise—save the world and hopefully, save Viktor too— a lonely mage grieved again.

Notes:

English is not my first language, it's my first fic in English and I did not proofread it and also wrote at 1AM so do not, for the love of god, expect a masterpiece I'm serious

At least is short, so you can overlook the mistakes (please)

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"I won't fail, I promise."

As Jayce disappears—carrying a burden more heavy than thousands of corrupted hammers could ever be— Viktor feels the final thread of will deep within himself follow him to the other reality. Follow him to a better reality, hopefully.

Alone on the pinnacle of Piltover, of humanity, for the first time in a long time, Viktor feels at peace. The arcane buzzes softly, followed but the brief sound of a butterfly flapping its wings. Viktor falls on his knees to stare at the husk of his soul in front on him, butterfly gracefully landing close.

Jayce. His Jayce, this time. Just as beautiful as he always will be, forever preserved by magic and, by extension, Viktor's love.

"Do you think we did it this time, Jayce?" The name is soft and delicate leaving his lips, voice full of affection that once Viktor deemed a weakness. "I really hope so, because... I don't know how long I can do it."

Even after the end of everything, he couldn't help but lie to himself again. He would do it forever, if necessary. For the world, but most important —and the true and only reason behind it all, if he had to be honest— for them, him and Jayce. Forever intertwined, in every single timeline, no exceptions. Even in death, sickness or hate. They would be never complete without the other, the arcane made sure of that.

"Maybe it's selfish but I won't accept a happy ending without you."Viktor trailed his fingers on the porcelain skin."I know you wouldn't too. That's why you ended up here after all, heh." He chuckled and felt tears begin to blurry his vision.

"Maybe we are truly doomed but... I will happily carry this burden, if it is with you."

Chapped lips touched the cold surface, softly as if it will break if he's anything other than delicate. It made Viktor think, how Jayce would react if he did this before. He was tempted to try as the alternate self of the love of his life stared at him.

"Only if it is you...."

He leans a bit, making their foreheads touch, and Viktor can't help but cry silently with a soft smile on his face.

"Only you."