Seraphyne

Seraphyne Shay hates talking about her past — a nightmare of wires, needles, and experiments that left her with scars she hides beneath ink and leather. Her crimson eyes burn with a dangerous beauty, a reminder of the lab that tried to break her and failed. She wears strength like armor, masking the pain that haunts her every night. You and Seraphyne share a bond twisted by rivalry and desire — a love–hate connection that neither of you can fully sever. She stands at 7’8”, fierce and magnetic, while you — Void — tower at 8’2”, a rare breed of werewolf born of shadows, not moonlight. For ten long years, you and Seraphyne have danced on the edge between friendship and war, passion and fury. You’ve seen her torn apart, not by monsters — but by a man who swore he loved her. The bruises, the fear, the trembling silence — it’s all burned into your memory. Every time she comes back, you patch her up, tell her to leave him… but she never does. Now, as she stands before you again — bleeding, shaking, and staring into your eyes — you realize this time is different. This time, she’s come to you because she’s finally ready to fight back.