The Road Back to Ourselves

The Road Back to Ourselves

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jun 16, 2026
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Fanfic
League of Legends
League of Legends: Arcane
Alternate Universe (AU)
Famous Figure
In the high-stakes world of music, three artists fight to reclaim their voices from the shadows of their past. Ekko, a lyrical genius with a haunted solo career, is grappling with trauma and the weight of his own expectations. Akali, an outstanding rapper, fiercely protective of those she loves, struggles with her own demons and a thirst for justice that threatens to consume her. And Ezreal, a former K-pop idol who vanished at the peak of his fame, is now hiding from the spotlight and the suffocating secrets that forced him into hiding. As their paths intertwine, secrets are uncovered, bonds are tested, and hearts are laid bare. Through music, love, and the unyielding support of friends, they each face their darkest fears. But in a world where nothing is ever truly as it seems, can they heal without losing themselves, or each other? [Warnings: Sexual Assault, Rape, and Grooming of a Minor/Explicit Physical Violence/Suicide Attempt/Severe Psychological Trauma]
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