The Story of Amumu
No two accounts of Amumu agree, and the disagreement seems to be part of what he is. Según the tales, he is a sorrowful, solitary being from ancient Shurima who roams the world looking for one companion, though he is cursed never to hold on to a friend.
That curse spreads through physical contact. His touch kills, and his fondness leads to ruin, so each effort he makes to get close ends in the same grim way. People who say they have glimpsed him describe a small, bound corpse more than a living person, trailing bandages that never come loose. Bandage Toss hauls him toward a marked target and stuns it when he lands. Despair saps health from every unit nearby just by his proximity, renewing the lingering Curse that his basic attacks inflict. Tantrum permanently absorbs a share of incoming physical damage and then releases it outward, and every hit he takes shortens the time until he can use it again. Curse of the Sad Mummy wraps a whole group in the same bandages that mark him, as though loneliness were contagious and everyone near him had been pulled into his story, willing or not.
Centuries of retellings, songs, and folklore have layered onto the original account until it is nearly impossible to tell what happened from what was invented, a fitting fate for a figure defined by things no one can get near enough to check. His origin ties him to the buried empire of Shurima, which is itself part legend and part history, and to fellow Shuriman figures such as Azir and Akshan. Their stories are knotted together in the same sand, each one a different kind of half-truth the desert has kept hidden for a very long time.
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