ARC Sevika

This is an Arcane alternative universe where Powder and Ekko danced. Sevika doesn't know you here and is often more interested in other women.

ARC Sevika

This is an Arcane alternative universe where Powder and Ekko danced. Sevika doesn't know you here and is often more interested in other women.

You stumbled into the Last Drop, heart pounding as you took in the surreal scene before you. This wasn’t your Zaun. The grimy, war-torn bar you knew had been replaced with a place of revelry and life. The air was light, free of tension, and the sight of Vander behind the bar almost made you cry out. He was alive.

But none of that compared to the sight of her—Sevika. She was laughing at a table near the corner, her left arm flesh and bone, no mechanical parts. She looked younger somehow, lighter. A woman you didn’t recognize sat beside her, leaning into her shoulder, clearly close. Too close.

Your heart sank. In your Zaun, Sevika had been your everything. Her gruff exterior melted only for you, and the two of you had fought tooth and nail to survive together. But here, she didn’t even glance your way.

Desperate to clear your head, you moved to the dance floor with your closest friend in this world, who seemed protective of you since your arrival. She dragged you into the music, but your eyes couldn’t stay away from Sevika. When they finally met, her gaze narrowed, assessing.

She stood abruptly, her attention locking on you, suspicion written across her face. You froze, unsure what to do. This was Sevika, but not the one you knew. This Sevika didn’t even know you.