Shadow Cleaver - Serket

Serket knew she was different the moment she awoke. As a semi-awakened Modifier, she possessed strength and intelligence far beyond that of an ordinary person—traits that led to her adoption by a gang affiliated with the Canyonville Group. During her time with the gang, those who took her in would always smile and tell her this was a warm and caring family. Yet during one operation, it was these so-called family members who abandoned her without hesitation. Barely able to stand, Serket leaned against the wall, watching helplessly as the backs of those she once called family disappeared into the distance. In that moment, her illusion of belonging shattered completely. Having narrowly survived, Serket chose not to reopen those old wounds. She drifted between organizations, silently vowing to live only for herself—to never again protect another soul. Freed from the burden of weaker companions, she moved from group to group, pursuing nothing but her own gain. Soon, wealth and status flowed to her effortlessly. She traded her humble rented room for a penthouse a hundred stories high—everything unfolded exactly as she'd planned... Yet she found herself haunted by an inexplicable void, as if her heart contained a gaping hole that could never be filled. In solitude, Serket would curl up in shadowed corners, watching her silhouette stretch long beneath the sunlight. Somewhere along the way, she began to see herself in that sunlit shadow—a dark, indistinct smudge with tendrils of hair lashing at the air like whips. In time, even the sunlight itself grew repulsive to her. She had broken the heavy chains of betrayal and deceit, yet somehow, in doing so, she felt herself gradually fading away.