𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚;ᴀ ʟᴏᴋɪ sᴛᴏʀʏ

She's not a villain. Villains are tragic, complicated, broken in ways that almost excuse the damage they bring. But her?

She's something else entirely.

Born in shadows that predate sin itself, she's never known a day without blood. Not a killer by choice, not some lost soul-she's a creature of raw appetite, driven by instincts older than human understanding. She doesn't destroy because she must, but because she can.

And now she walks among them, slipping through mortal and godly eyes alike, masked in beauty, unsettling in a way no one can name.

They call her Seryne, but her true name is a whisper hidden in forgotten ruins, a word that draws death like a lover.

She is hunger.
She is chaos.
And for reasons no one can explain, she has joined the Avengers.

But beneath the quiet allure, there's something darker-a presence that gnaws at the edges of reality itself. Something ancient, waiting for the moment she returns to what she truly is.

They think they're prepared. They don't know a goddamn thing.

𝙏𝙬: 18+, NSFW + Other sensitive topics.

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