A brush of wind across his cheek made Jayce's eyes flutter open, forcing himself into a sitting position with a light groan.

What had happened? One moment he was transcending time and space with Viktor before there was a bright light.

He winced, raising a calloused hand to grip his head before he forced himself to stand, observing his surroundings.

He was in some abandoned apartment, and upon peeking through the cracks of the boarded windows, he realized he was in Piltover.

"Why am I alive..?" He rasped to himself, his boots making heavy footfalls as he paced around the room.

Viktor.

Had he made it too?

Jayce made his way to the door, breaking it down with a kick as unfortunately he didn't have his Hextech Hammer anymore..but it was also a good thing. It meant they managed to destroy it. He didn't want to have anything to do with Hextech anymore.

He wandered through the hallway, quickly realizing that he'd been in his old workshop just moments before. The place he'd first used to invest in his inventions and studies of the Hextech gemstones, now a wreck from past events.