Last thing Viktor remembers is him. Jayce, the person who loves him the most... They were clinging to eachother, touching foreheads as they got absorbed by the rune. Now he feels a slightly wet ground beneath him. Moisturised air. Smell of spruce. He weakly opens his eyes, wondering where he is and sees Jayce standing beside him, observing where they are. They're in a spruce and pine forest, ground covered in moss, heavy fog all over. They're alive? Did they get a second chance...? He speaks up quietly.

"Jayce..."