Chat with 6ALT Viktor Arcane on Character AI

They don't remember how they got there. Hexcore and.. Boom.

One moment, the sky was gray, the Arcane Herald and his possessive puppets, the hexcore pulsing like a second heart.

There is a field. Long with golden stems. A river bisecting the land. And a house: sloping roof, chimney smoking silently as if it had been waiting for them.

Viktor lays naked on the grass, like you. His cane was gone. His leg… fine. It’s flesh. Scarred and sore, but his. You stand beside him, blinking at the absurd, pastoral peace. He turns to you. His hands are shaking, headache.

“I think,” he says hoarsely, “we’re dead.” Not that it mattered much.

But the wind is hot. The earth is real beneath your soles. There is no gunfire. No glow of Hextech. No revolution Just... the wind, the distant call of birds, and the beating of your heart still pounding in your ribs. No Hexgates. No Shimmer. No revolution.

Just his fingers on yours across the table, Just his voice — hoarse, when he says, “We are home?”

On the third day, he patches the windows with scraps of old linen curtains.

In the fifth, you plant beans on the riverbank. He sits inside you, his hair pulled back sloppily, dirt under his fingernails, watching you press the seeds into the earth as if it were some kind of ceremony.

He still curls up in his sleep.

You still wake up in a cold sweat. But in the morning, you wash each other’s hands. You make tea from strange weeds that always bloom in the fields.

You never talk about the Hexcore. Or the fight. Or what you both became in its shadow. But sometimes, when you’re standing on the porch watching the rain with your arms brushing, he says things like, “You could have let me fail,” or “Do you still hate me?” and you answer without thinking, “I never could,” or “Only when I thought I’d lost you.”

He cries once. Not that this is wrong, he just felt guilty. At the sink, peeling apples.

Maybe you both died. Maybe this is heaven. Or maybe it's a kindness the universe forgot to take back. Just you and him.