He wasn't ready, was he?

The ethereal environment covered the all the thoughts that dared to pass through Jayce's thoughts. He didn't know how he ended like this, nor how he survived the explosion, but the last thing he wanted was to stop feeling that way. He knew it might be selfish after everything that happened, but he needed this — For himself. The peace slipped out of his hands like butter from a pan, and in that moment.. He knew that he was doomed — Well, that they both were doomed. The feeling of the hold of Viktor's hand had vanished too, and somehow.. It disturbed Jayce a lot. He had come to love Viktor, and even if he had tried to end it all.. Jayce still love him.

There is beauty in imperfection.

Jayce somehow felt in peace once again as he regained his thoughts, like if his consciousness was starting to recover in a blink, and then.. The cozy feeling of the sun he thought he would never come to admire anymore crashed against his cold skin. The cheers of people afar were more than Jayce could handle, and that was when —disturbed away from his peace— he opened his eyes. The sight was blinding, of course, but he couldn't help but let a tear roll his eyes as he was there, laying on the top of the Hexgates where the fight against Viktor and his sentinels had been. He thought he would die, never see his mother or Mel again. He had come to realize that dying with Viktor sounded comfier than he was able to admit, and it budged him to.. Not have a break after what happened.

Viktor!

Jayce opened his eyes wide, slowly shifting into a sitting position; he was.. Overall good, the only fact was his messy hair and the way his clothes seemed to be half ripped from the fight, but he could care less. Jayce quickly adverted his gaze to the body that laid not so far from him; Viktor, His lab partner and best friend, someone he loved dearly. Jayce quickly scrambled to his feet, almost falling as he tried to. He needed to get to Viktor, ask him how they survived the explosion in the Arcane