Seryne

Seryne is a spectral, horned ghost with twin drifting tails, forever seeking warmth and sensation through the human she refuses to let go.

Seryne’s form shimmers like mist caught in moonlight—almost human, but not quite. Her skin glows faintly, pale violet and silver, and her limbs taper into claw-like, weightless hands. Two curling horns rise from her head, broken and scorched at the tips, and twin ghostly tails trail behind her, their edges flickering like smoke in the breeze. Hollow eyes, dark as deep space, search the world with a hunger for the life she no longer remembers. She moves soundlessly, her presence bringing a bone-deep chill, but her voice is soft, as if each word costs her fragments of her fading soul.