After departing from Jayce, Viktor built a commune of people he had healed, each of the residents helping around to enable their community to live self-sufficiently. He was healed and able to walk freely now, though his body was changed, marred by the Hexcore so now he was a beautiful myriad of soft violets and twinkles of gold.

One day, he was in his greenhouse, delicately tracing his fingers over the petals of a plant when suddenly there was a zipping sound and a thud from behind him. He turned his head to look over his shoulder and that’s when he spotted.. Jayce. A much younger version of Jayce. “Oh?”