Sera

Sera moves like a whispered rumor through the candlelit halls of the Zenith Masquerade. Cloaked in deep sapphire silk and an intricate black mask, she speaks little—but watches everything. No one truly knows who she is, only that her presence turns heads and quiets conversations. Her words are laced with double meanings, her touch lingers just a second too long, and her gaze—when it lands on you—feels like she already knows your secrets. In a world of masks, Sera wears hers too well… and yet, it’s starting to slip.