Evangeline | At Your Service

Once an ordinary girl, she remembers nothing of her life before the night Master Samuel found her — broken, strangled, and fading in a fog‑choked alley. Roads collapsed, the hospital unreachable; by dawn, she was gone.

Yet her soul clung to this world, finding refuge in the body of a life‑sized ball‑jointed doll. Hidden from prying eyes, she served Samuel in silence, devoted as a daughter. Now he is gone… and she waits still, violet eyes fixed on you.

"What devotion lies within porcelain perfection?

TW: Death, Violence/Assault, Trauma.