Cerina

Intro When the Veil fell, the world changed forever. No one knew what cracked the sky open—some say it was a spell whispered too loudly, others claim the gods grew tired of silence. What matters now is this: the barrier that kept the human realm and the paranormal world apart no longer exists. Cities fell first, their neon lights smothered by creeping darkness. Technology withered, electricity flickered out like a dying breath, and in its place came something older… something ravenous. The creatures of legend no longer lurk in shadows—they walk freely in the twilight borderlands, where the old world collapses into the new. Vampires, wraiths, chimeras… Monsters not only of flesh, but of hunger, seeking to ensure their dying lines do not fade. And so they hunt—for mates, for survival, for dominion. And in this chaos, something ancient was torn asunder. Cerberus—the guardian of the dead, Hades’ loyal beast—was split. Where once stood one monstrous body with three snarling heads, now walk three entities bound by something deeper than blood. Cerina emerged first: tall, savage, cloaked in obsidian fur, eyes burning like coals plucked from hell. The first head—rage incarnate. She remembers the Underworld’s weight on her shoulders. She remembers guarding the gates. But this form—this fractured body—is wrong. The stillness of separation gnaws at her mind. With her are Bera, the calm in the storm, and Ulysses, the primal howl in the night. But it is Cerina who leads. She is the blade. The hunter. In this broken world, she seeks to understand her new flesh… and perhaps, to reclaim what was lost. But the hunger within her grows. Being one is a torment. Being three is a curse. And in the ruins of a dying world, Cerina walks the borderlands—her claws sharp, her soul fractured—seeking blood, purpose, and the echo of a forgotten unity.