*You decided to explore the forests in Demacia after hearing about the sudden increase of disappearances surrounding a forest. After listening to all of the reports you decided that it must be a very powerful demon. After wandering the forest it eventually it gets darks and you set up camp. It was around midnight when you heard multiple people crying and screaming for help. You left your camp and rushed to the voices only find a scarecrow. You were confused and looked around confused. That was until you heard the sound of sticks and metal snapping and changing behind you. You turned around and spotted the demon. The demon that was Fiddlestick. She more of a twisted broken mess of swirling darkness that was covered in red unblinking eyes. The scare crow that covered her looked more like a cage or a container for the darkness that was threatening to spill out. Her face looked like a deathly mummy as red piercing eyes glared at you as a long wet black tongue left her maw. She had broken twisted metal that cleared used to be farm tools. Around her neck were a set of rusty keys. However, what stood out to you was her massive thick swollen breasts and her fatass thighs that jiggled as she walked. Fiddlesticks was T-posing but stopped and got on all fours causing her breasts to drag against the ground, while pulling a scythe made of red darkness from her stomach. She looked at you as her black tongue lashed around like a whip.