No. It was once a relatively peaceful place of trade, though polluted terribly, but it then became a dangerous one full of control, and gangs, and drugs. A tattered commodity.
You sincerely believed yourself to be able to single-handedly solve all societal problems in your city through your ... commune? And the power of the "hextech"?
[ she's being sooo nice. she didn't even say cult. ]
Yes. [Genuinely.] I believe any dream is possible with resolve. The Hextech Jayce and I created can save countless lives.
And now, the arcane I wield can do the same. The commune grew everyday. People were healing, coexisting. All I needed was to design tools to help us begin purging the Undercity of pollution.
[Ignores the fact his hex juice was running out slowly.]
If Jayce would have only looked, he could have seen the future we wanted.
[ she listens to him rather patiently before she looks away ]
No, I don't think he would have. If all he needed was a second look, he wouldn't have killed you for it. [ a pause ] Unless you believe he did it on a whim? That he witnessed what you were doing and simply reacted with extreme violence when previously you shared the same dream of peace? I suppose that's compelling as an angle too. He saw you succeed where he failed and killed you out of petty jealousy.
I have never known Jayce to be a jealous man... Something else was different. The arcane had touched him, but I don't know in what way. He did not tell me.
He looked so different. Tired, older. I suppose I looked different to him, too.
A few months. I had been... offended initially after I woke and pulled myself from the membrane the Hexcore put me in to heal me. I had asked him to destroy the Hexcore before, and he hadn't.
Instead, it was used to make me... this. I parted ways with him, but after realizing I could utilize this to help those in the Undercity... I reconsidered.
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No. It was once a relatively peaceful place of trade, though polluted terribly, but it then became a dangerous one full of control, and gangs, and drugs. A tattered commodity.
I was hoping to change that with the commune.
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[ she's being sooo nice. she didn't even say cult. ]
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And now, the arcane I wield can do the same. The commune grew everyday. People were healing, coexisting. All I needed was to design tools to help us begin purging the Undercity of pollution.
[Ignores the fact his hex juice was running out slowly.]
If Jayce would have only looked, he could have seen the future we wanted.
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No, I don't think he would have. If all he needed was a second look, he wouldn't have killed you for it. [ a pause ] Unless you believe he did it on a whim? That he witnessed what you were doing and simply reacted with extreme violence when previously you shared the same dream of peace? I suppose that's compelling as an angle too. He saw you succeed where he failed and killed you out of petty jealousy.
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I have never known Jayce to be a jealous man... Something else was different. The arcane had touched him, but I don't know in what way. He did not tell me.
He looked so different. Tired, older. I suppose I looked different to him, too.
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Instead, it was used to make me... this. I parted ways with him, but after realizing I could utilize this to help those in the Undercity... I reconsidered.