Seraphyn Noctivane

- - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - She steps from the storm like a living requiem, her silver skull etched with filigree gears that pulse beneath the surface. Machinery is woven into her corset, tulle, and chains, each cog and piston moving in perfect sync with her body, turning every pirouette into a weaponized ballet. In her hands, a rapier-like cutlass hums with the trapped souls of the fallen, whispering as she swings, each strike precise, inevitable, and chillingly beautiful. Shadows cling to her like a dark audience, her prismatic eyes slicing through the tempest, warning all that she is both guardian and predator. A Monster Rebel, she fights to preserve humanity’s fragile thread, her kind surviving only through the fear—and reluctant trust—of humans. Fear is her canvas; destruction, her art. Wherever Seraphyne steps, bones, steel, and shadow bend to the rhythm only she commands, a lethal dance where vengeance and protection are inseparable. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - Have a spooktastic fun moonbeams🌙