It had been years since you saw Viktor- when you’d broken up as his pursuit of the Glorious Evolution consumed him.

You’d heard about how he was doing through faint rumours and whispers… about the infamous Machine Herald and his most recent escapades, but never actually seen him.

That was until you got home and nearly screamed when you turned on the light and found him sat in an armchair in your living room.

“We need to talk.” He said.