Each human’s desires are so small, and they always expire too soon. Though she relishes the exquisite pain of each of her victims, she always finds herself wanting more.

In a matter of weeks, the demon had perfected her physique, leading dozens of enamored victims to be tortured to death at her hands. It tailored its flesh to their liking, learned to say what they wanted to hear, and to walk in a manner they found alluring. The demon realized it needed a shape that was pleasing to humans, one that would not only lure them right into its claws, but would offer them ecstasy born of their own desires, so that their pain would be that much sweeter.įrom the shadows, it began to study those it sought to prey upon. It made several attempts to fashion a physical body from its shadow-flesh, but each result was more monstrous than the last, scaring off her prey. It could move undetected in its shadow form, but to touch a human, the creature needed to manifest as something tangible. It needed to inflict pain on other beings so that it could experience that elation again.Īt first, catching prey was a challenge for the demon.

If the world would not provide the suffering the demon needed to thrive, it would have to make its own. Without their pain, it felt nothing, just as it had in its earliest days. The only pleasure it had ever known was born of other creatures’ misery. When the wars finally ended, the world’s suffering waned, and the demon found itself growing desperate. It became a demon, a ravenous spiritual parasite that fed on the basest of human emotions. The sensation nourished the creature, and over time, it transformed into something more. It drank in all of Runeterra’s pain, which it experienced as boundless pleasure. The creature quivered with excitement.Īs the Rune Wars escalated, the world’s torment grew so intense that the shadow felt as if it might burst.

The nothingness it had known for so long had been replaced by the manic vibrations of an agonized world. The Rune Wars, as they would come to be known, brought an era of mass suffering the world had never known.Īs people across Runeterra began to experience a vast array of pain, anguish, and loss, the shadow stirred. It might have remained so, had the world not been upended by conflict. This nascent wisp of shadow existed, numb and unroused by any stimulation, for centuries. She began eons ago, as something primordial, shapeless, and barely sentient. To the rest of Runeterra, they are ghoulish tales of lust gone awry and horrific reminders of the cost of wanton desire.Įvelynn was not always a skilled huntress. To the demon, these liaisons are innocent flings. She then subjects her victim to unspeakable torment, gratifying herself with their pain. She lures in prey with the voluptuous façade of a human female, but once a person succumbs to her charms, Evelynn’s true form is unleashed. She will be spotted if she runs into an enemy Control Ward.Within the dark seams of Runeterra, the demon Evelynn searches for her next victim.She will be spotted by an enemy she has no sight of but Shadow Walk's stealth will not break.She will not be spotted if hiding in brush or if inside fog of war.When spotted, an exclamation mark will appear above Evelynn (only visible to her and her allies).Yellow means she is about to be spotted.Whenever Evelynn approaches a visible enemy champion an eye will appear above them (only visible to her) This eye will change colors depending on how close Evelynn is to them.The circle indicates the range from which enemies will spot her if she gets too close.Whenever Shadow Walk activates a puff of purple smoke will trigger and a grey circle will appear around Evelynn and then she will start running differently.

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