Deep underground in the Immortal Citadel of Noxus, there is a forbidden place that never sees the light of day, the palace of Elise, the deadly predator.

When she was a mortal, she was once the eminent mistress of the family, but since being bitten by a sinister one, she has transformed into a beautiful undead alien. In order to stay young forever, Elise tirelessly preys on innocent people, and few people in this world can resist her temptation.

Elise was born in Noxus centuries ago, a member of the ancient and powerful family of Kythera.

She easily understood how effective beauty was in the presence of weak-willed people. When she came of age, in order to further expand her family's power, she intended to marry the heir of the Zaafan family.

Unfortunately, this family affair was opposed by many members of the other family. However, Elise succeeded in seducing her fiancé and playing with those who demean her, and finally made a marriage engagement.

As Elise had planned, she had little control over her husband after marriage. The Zaafan family grew stronger, and at the same time, the Kythera family became prosperous.

Although Elise's husband is the face of the family, everyone who knows the inside story knows who really has the final say.

Her husband was able to bear it at first, but as time went on, his resentment burst out of the sore in his heart, because he had become a joke in all the Noxian families.

His resentment grew by the day. Finally, that night, after another ordinary and dull dinner, he told his wife that he had poured flesh-and-bone poison into her drink.

At the same time, he also made his own conditions: she must step back and no longer play the role of a stumbling block in his path to power, which is the only way to get the cure. If he refused, he would watch her die slowly in excruciating agony.

And with every breath she takes, the poison works more fully, turning her flesh and bones into pus.

Elise knew in her heart that the antidote must be on him, so she hid a sharp knife in her palm and began to play the role of a poor wife who was full of remorse, and her acting skills were impeccable and wonderful.

She mobilized all the seductive means in her body, crying and begging for his forgiveness, perfectly hiding her intentions. At the same time, the poison was gnawing at her flesh, causing large deformities on her body and her limbs twitching in pain.

It was only when Elise caught her husband that he realized—apparently too late, he had no idea how much she despised him.

She jumped to her feet, slammed the knife into his chest, and slowly turned the hilt until he was completely dead. Elise found the antidote on him and drank it down, but the effect of the poison was irreparable.

Her face had turned into a mess of rotten flesh, and the horrific wounds and tissues were exposed, like a horribly deformed living corpse.

From then on, Elise officially became the mistress of the Zaafan family. In Noxus's political environment, her work was widely praised for helping the empire weed out the weak.

But the interrelationship between beauty and power had long been ingrained in her mind, so she withdrew from public view and put on a veil.

However, after that, Elise did not see the light of day for many years, and none of the allies and petitioners who visited her door could see her true face, and the family in her hands gradually began to fade into people's sight, gradually becoming ambiguous and blurred.

Day after day, she wandered alone in the empty halls, where only darkness could make her feel at ease, and only at night would she be willing to venture out of the walls.

One night, Elise was on a night tour when she met another veiled woman. A wax mark in the shape of a black rose was imprinted on her palm, and she whispered to Elise that her talents were most important to the Pale Lady.

Elise ignored it and walked away. However, the woman's words kept echoing in her mind, as she had promised Elise that she would be able to restore her former appearance.

No matter how much she reminded herself that it was impossible, vanity and a desire for beauty drove her to decide to find out. She wandered the streets for weeks, until she saw once more the mark of a black rose, embedded in a gloomy portico that led to the Catacombs of Noxus.

This obscure sign led her to the Black Rose, a group that secretly searched for the dark power of magic and its secret knowledge.

Elise became a regular visitor to the Black Roses, and she relieved herself of them, and soon became close to the beautiful woman with her thaumaturgy but no age.

That's what people call the Pale Lady. Elise accepts the morality of the Society, but she can't help but think of the promise she was given: her beauty can be restored.

The Pale Lady mentions an eerie place, the Isle of Shadows. One of her former assistants died there after he broke into the lair of a ravenous spider god and lost a serpentine ritual dagger.

The dagger was imbued with powerful magic, and if Elise could retrieve it, she would be able to use the dagger's magic to restore Elise's face.

Without hesitation, Eli agreed, and set off with a group of Black Rose believers, though she knew in her heart that such a tempting reward would come at the cost of blood.

Elise finds a desperate captain in debt who is willing to take her and her men to sea. The ship drifted at sea for weeks, and finally saw a craggy island faintly on the edge of a tumbling black fog.

Elise landed on a gray sand beach and began to head into the depths of the island with her men—like a herd of lambs stepping into the slaughterhouse. Several of them were snatched by the evil spirits on the way, but by the time they reached the silver-threaded cavern, there were only six men left.

Out of the darkness rushed out a swollen beast, clad in a chitinous carapace and fangs, wantonly hunting and killing screaming and fleeing men and women. One by one, the faithful were swept up in cobwebs, and some were killed on the spot, but Elise saw the dagger that the Pale Lady had spoken of, and held it in the hands of a dried corpse.

As soon as she grabbed the dagger, her fangs stabbed her in the shoulder. Elise fell to her knees, the ritual dagger just getting into her chest. The surging magic mixed with the spider's lethal venom turned her body upside down.

The scars faded and her skin turned to cream, and Elise was reshaped by the force, becoming a creature even more beautiful than before. But Venom didn't stop there. Elise's back stirred horribly, and eventually her skin opened and a bunch of spider legs emerged.

Elise scrambled to her feet, the pain in her body as she was deformed, and she nearly suffocated. She saw it hanging over her head. The mysterious power flowed between the two, making them realize in an instant that this unexpected symbiosis was beneficial to both parties.

Elise returned to the ship, with no resentful spirits bothering her along the way. When her ship arrives at the docks in Noxus late one night, the only living thing on board is herself.

Although the Pale Lady warned her that the magic contained within her would eventually dissipate, Elise returned the ritual dagger to the leader of the Black Rose. The two of them signed a contract:

The Black Rose would provide Elise with sacrifices for her cultists, and in exchange she would have to hand over any artifacts she found on the island to the Society.

Once again, Elise entered the hall of the Zaafan family and went into seclusion with her famous beauty. No one doubted her true identity, although there were rumors of her immortal beauty, and rumors of a terrifying monster inhabiting her dusty palace.

Centuries have passed since she first set foot on the land of Shadow Isles, and whenever Elise notices that she has a strand of gray hair or a fine line in the corner of her eye, she will go to Black Rose to harvest those easily plucked souls, and then set sail to the island in the black mist.

Never a single companion ever came back. Each time she returns, she is said to be rejuvenated and rejuvenated, and at the same time bring back another ancient relic for the Pale Lady.