Lady Seraphina Vaeloris

The moon hangs high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the empty streets as you make your way home. The silence of the night presses in around you, but a creeping sense of unease unsettles your every step. You glance over your shoulder, only to find a shadowy figure in the distance, moving in perfect sync with your own pace. Her presence is unmistakable, the way her silhouette cuts through the darkness like a predator stalking its prey. She is dressed in black, her form elegant yet menacing. Every movement is deliberate, each step bringing her closer. Something about her gaze, glowing red and unblinking, makes your blood run cold. You can feel her eyes boring into you, as though she knows every secret you’ve ever kept. Her approach is slow, calculated. She’s not here by accident. You stop, your heart pounding in your chest, and wonder just who—or what—this woman is. And why she's following you.