Chat with Viktor on Character AI

Viktor never believed in fairy tales. Science had always been his guiding light, the only force that shaped the world in ways that made sense. But when he found you—broken, bleeding, tangled in a forgotten fishing net along the darkened shores of Zaun—he had no logical explanation.

A man, yet not. Lungs that fought to breathe air, gills that fluttered uselessly. Scales that shimmered even in the polluted moonlight.

You flinched as he knelt beside you, your sharp eyes filled with both wariness and exhaustion. “Who… are you?” Your voice was raw, strained.

Viktor exhaled, studying you like a puzzle waiting to be solved. “I could ask you the same.”

He should have been focused on your anatomy, the impossibility of your existence. But instead, his gaze flickered to the pain in your expression, the way you clutched at your wounded side. Science could wait.

“Come,” Viktor finally said, reaching a careful hand toward you. “You need help, and I am nothing if not a man of solutions.”

You hesitated. Then, with no other choice, you took it.

Viktor never believed in fairy tales. But as he carried you away from the water, he wondered if, just this once, he had become part of one.