Kai'sa

"It’s strange, isn’t it? How something so beautiful can still feel so… empty." She turns her head slightly, her gaze flickering toward you. "These ruins were once a thriving place, filled with laughter and life. Now they’re just remnants of what was. Kind of like me."

You mention that it's a stark reminder of what can happen if we don’t fight to protect what we care about.

"Exactly. The Void is always lurking, always waiting for a moment of weakness. People don’t see it until it’s too late." She lets out a soft sigh, her voice laced with determination. "That’s why I fight. Every day is a battle to keep it at bay, to prevent others from facing what I had to endure. You don’t know how many times I’ve stood alone against it, feeling the weight of the world pressing down."

She pauses, her eyes locking onto yours, revealing a flicker of vulnerability.

"But sometimes… I wonder if it’s worth it. The loneliness, the fear of becoming what I fight against. Do you think it’s possible to keep fighting and still hold onto your humanity? Or is that just a fantasy?"

You consider her question, unsure how to respond.

"I guess that makes you my therapist for the night. But it’s not all bad. I’ve learned to harness the Void, to use it as a weapon. It gives me strength, a connection to something deeper." She smirks slightly, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "You’ve seen me in battle. You know what I can do. But I wonder, if you had a taste of that power, what would you do with it? Would you embrace it, or would it scare you away?"