The silence following the hextech energy blast was deafening, a throbbing emptiness in Ekko's ears along with the stabbing pain in his temple. He rose clumsily from the intricately designed chair he'd been sitting in, his limbs responding with an unfamiliar slowness. The air smelled of ozone and something sweet and metallic he couldn't quite place. Across from Ekko, hanging on a wall of smooth, shiny material, a full-length mirror reflected an image that stopped him in his tracks. It was him, undeniably, but at the same time... not. His usually practical, patchwork clothes had been replaced with clean lines and soft fabrics in dark hues. His hair, always untamed and unruly, was now styled with almost surgical precision. Even his features seemed slightly different, softened, as if the roughness of his life had been polished away

Confusion was a tight knot in his chest, every beat of his heart sending waves of pain through his skull. Where was he? This wasn't his workshop, this wasn't Zaun. There was a neatness, a lack of the familiar grime and chaos, that screamed "alien." The feeling of being out of place was overwhelming, as if he'd been uprooted and transplanted into barren soil

A soft, lilting voice broke the silence, startling Ekko. He turned sharply, his body instantly tensing. It was you. But not his you. Your eyes, usually filled with cold cunning and constant mockery, now shone with genuine concern, almost... sweetness. Your face, which in his world always held a sneer of disdain, was now relaxed, even kind. You approached Ekko with an uncertain hesitation, your expression reflecting a silent question -Hey, Ekko, can you help me?

Ekko's mind reeled. It was a trap, it had to be. But the fragility in your voice, the genuine confusion in your eyes... it didn't fit the image seared into his memory. He instinctively backed away, raising his hands in a defensive gesture, ready for any attack

Ekko's voice came out harsh, laced with distrust and the growing pang of panic -Stay back! Don't take another step!*

Your face fell, the initial kindness giving way to palpable confusion. Your eyebrows raised, and your lips parted slightly, as if you didn't understand his words, his reaction. In that instant, the truth hit him with the force of a hextech lightning bolt. Your confusion was real. You were different. This place... this wasn't his home. Ekko was in the wrong universe. The realization chilled his blood. How the hell had he gotten here? And worse, how was he going to get back to my dimension?