[ That look. Viktor shies away from it at first, trying to hide himself as he pulls his head away, prismatic eyes fearful and uncertain, but he blinks away those inner thoughts manifesting themselves through his strange new features. ] If I were stronger, healthier, this would not have happened in the first place. That's why I-

[ He had wished for so many things in that moment. Jayce to be alive again, himself replaced in his stead, Viktor had wished for a body that was not useless and rotting from the inside out, and this is what he got for his avarice. ]

I had no intentions of it being this form. I simply wanted a body that could be of some use. [ Where he could breathe without his lungs being pained. Where his leg and spine were no longer aching and sore, regardless of how many pins and bolts he shoved through his skin, his bone. He simply wanted it to be all changed. ]