Once a young girl dreaming of justice, Serilan’s journey is one of betrayal, vengeance, and unrelenting ambition.
Born into the oceanic splendor of Kaelora, her father’s tragic death and the lies of a corrupt ruling council ignited
a fire within her—a fire that would reshape the tides of her world.
With mesmerizing beauty, ancient biotech mastery, and a relentless drive for power, Serilan rose to dominance,
taming biomechanical nightmares and wielding the legendary Eclipsera sword. Her rule is feared and revered, her
name whispered in terror throughout the depths.
Eclipsera
A golden energy sword capable of enslaving ancient biomechanical hybrids. It is the ultimate relic of Kaelora’s
forgotten past, symbolizing both Serilan’s rise to power and her ruthless ambition. Replica Eclipsera (Letter-opener size)
Lawful Evil
Serilan sees herself as a savior, enforcing justice and order through domination and control. She justifies her
brutality as a necessary means to vindicate her father and bring Kaelora to its “rightful” destiny.
Serilan’s obsession with her father’s legacy blinds her to the consequences of her actions. Her inability to trust
anyone fully isolates her, while her growing paranoia about losing power makes her increasingly unstable.
Queen of Kaelora – A cunning, seductive, and vengeful leader, Serilan manipulates and enslaves to
secure her reign, enforcing her vision of order at any cost.
Dive into “The Legend of Serilan” and uncover the story of a woman who transformed pain into power,
justice into wrath, and a peaceful world into her own sovereign domain. Will you dare to face the Butcher of the Deep?
The planet Kaelora stands as a shining beacon of peace and prosperity. Located 1,472 light-years from Earth in the
Perseid Sector of Quadrant 7-A—a remote and enigmatic region of the galaxy renowned for its uncharted systems and
remnants of ancient civilizations—Kaelora is a world of vast oceans and thriving underwater cities. With 94% of its
surface covered by water, the planet is home to 3.7 billion people who live in harmony within a network of advanced
aquatic metropolises. Governed by a strong and enduring alliance of four democratic states, Kaelora has thrived for
centuries, its leaders devoted to serving the people and preserving unity across its shimmering seas.
Born into this golden era, Serilan grew up immersed in Kaelora’s beauty and promise, her childhood a dream of endless ocean depths and radiant bioluminescent light. But her idyllic life was shaped by her father, Galrikus, a brilliant inventor whose obsession with the ancient biotech of the pre-Exodus civilization would define her destiny. Galrikus believed the long-lost technology held the key to Kaelora’s future, and Serilan worshipped him, captivated by his vision of bridging their present to the mysterious past. Yet, it was his work—and the lies that followed his death—that would ignite a fire in her heart, turning her from an adoring daughter into a harbinger of vengeance.
When a devastating environmental crisis struck, the Elder council dismissed his solution as too risky. Instead, they voted for an alternative plan that led to disaster. A biomechanical creature malfunctioned catastrophically, killing Galrikus as he tried to contain the fallout.
The Elders shifted blame to him, claiming his technology caused the catastrophe. They twisted the truth, turning Galrikus into a scapegoat to protect their own failed decision, propagandizing him as a reckless scientist who doomed Kaelora.
At every town hall, where the four council convened with the people and local elected officials, Serilan was forced to endure the Elders’ relentless ridicule. They mocked her family name, using her father as a cautionary tale. Their laughter haunted her, compounding her grief and instilling a fiery hatred that grew with each passing year.
As a young girl, lost in dreams of justice and power, Serilan would often whisper to the waves, dubbing herself a Guardian of the Tides, a title she believed destined her to protect Kaelora’s future. Her mother, paralyzed by grief, withdrew from the world, leaving Serilan to navigate her pain and anger alone.
Her only solace came from her childhood swims with the Blumenfins, a school of shimmering blue fish with yellow fins that followed her through the oceans. Strangely drawn to her unique biochemistry, they became her silent companions. But their presence wasn’t enough to extinguish the rage boiling within her. By the time Serilan was a young woman, her resolve to vindicate her father and destroy the democratic system was absolute. Blessed with hypnotic beauty, she learned to wield her appearance like a weapon, charming and manipulating others to achieve her goals.
The technology her father began that she completed consisted of several flat, orange-yellow glowing orb stones, each embedded with an unimaginable amount of advanced circuitry, meticulously manufactured under a high-powered microscope by hand, one circuit at a time. These stones adorned her headgear, shoulders, hips and chest, fastened onto Auracite, a rare and extraordinary metal known not only for its near-indestructibility but also for its ability to amplify energy signals and seamlessly bond with biological tissue—all critical to make the controlling orb stones function. With only enough Auracite to fashion a revealing bodysuit, Serilan embraced its provocative design, finding it both empowering and perfectly suited to the seductive image she wielded to further her ambitions.
After her breakthrough perfecting her father’s interface, she subdued a deadly Razorgale hybrid shark, enslaving the biomechanical predator to aid in her relentless quest for the ultimate relic of the ancient civilization—the Eclipsera, a golden energy sword of unimaginable power. After questing for and attaining the Eclipsera, she named the Razorgale “Bloodcurrent,” forging a brutal partnership as she rode it into the depths in search of a legendary Tentacrypt—a monstrous, biomechanical hybrid octopus roaming in forgotten ruins.
Armed with the Eclipsera and her father’s perfected interface, she fought and enslaved the Tentacrypt, bending its terrifying power to her will. However, one of its offspring, a cunning and vengeful baby octopus, managed to escape, quietly plotting its revenge for the enslavement of its mother.
Serilan vowed to fight for a world once disregarded, a planet whose leaders had turned their backs on its ancient potential and buried the truth beneath layers of lies.
Fueled by years of torment and the Elders’ relentless propaganda, Serilan orchestrated her final gambit. Under the guise of seeking a compromise—where she would we cease criticizing the democratically elected government as well as to discuss deploying ancient tech to counter the growing biomechanical hybrid threats. The discussion quickly devolved into an argument, with the Elders dismissing her ideas as reckless and accusing her of clinging to her father’s discredited legacy despite her saying the opposite. Unbeknownst to them, Serilan had already planted a network of explosives throughout the capital, each device linked, synchronized, and ready to fulfill her plan.
The Elders took it as another opportunity to shame her family name, weaving lies to rewrite the history of her father’s work and his tragic death. Determined to prove them wrong, Serilan, confident in her father’s perfected interface, attempted to use the ancient tech on one of the Elders. She had never tested it on a humanoid lifeform, fearing it could cause harm, expose her unfinished work, and shatter her last chance to vindicate her father’s legacy. To her embarrassment, the device failed in front of everyone, prompting the Elders to erupt into laughter, their mocking jeers cutting deeper than any blade.
This pushed Serilan into a furious rage, but as their mocking continued, her emotions spiraled into despair, leaving her teetering between anger and heartbreak in wild, uncontrollable swings. Their jeers pushed her to the brink, but before she could unleash her plan, the baby octopus triggered the device prematurely, hoping to destroy her too.
Alerted by proximity sensors, Serilan quickly fled the gathering, barely escaping the blast. The explosion eradicated the Elders, leaving Serilan severely injured. Drifting in the aftermath, she was saved by the Blumenfins, who pulled her broken body to safety.
Serilan, with bloody bandages on her arm and head, stood solemnly at the unprecedented state funeral for the four fallen Elders, her eyes glistening with feigned grief. With a voice trembling in pain, she declares herself the planet’s only hope against the rising threat of the biomechanical hybrid nightmares, her words casting fear and doubt over the remaining political leaders. As they reluctantly agree to crown her queen, they remain unaware that the very creatures they fear are already under her control, moving at her command from the shadows to crush all those that oppose her.
Serilan is crowned queen, dressed in flowing regal light-blue silk adorned with golden accents that shimmer like the ocean’s surface, projecting both an alluring elegance and unyielding authority.
With the Tentacrypt and other biomechanical hybrids under her secret control, she vowed to rebuild Kaelora as a monarchy, enforcing her vision of justice through unyielding power. Her father would be vindicated, the lies of the Elders buried beneath her reign, and those who mocked her would forever tremble at her burning hate and a fatal memory of her wrath.
Whispers of her began in the dark corners of Kaelora’s cities, voices trembling like ripples in bloodstained water. They told of the golden Eclipsera, its edge gleaming with the slick of torn flesh and shattered steel, carving through the abyss. They spoke of Bloodcurrent, her monstrous biomechanical hybrid Razorgale, circling ruins like a predator savoring the scent of its kill, and the Tentacrypt, its terrible eyes burning like molten pits, its writhing tentacles crushing steel and bone alike, enslaved to her will. Her name spread like a sickness, a bitter taste of salt and fear on every tongue. To Serilan, it wasn’t just justice—it was vengeance carved into the soul of Kaelora, a warning writ in blood for those who stood in her way.
And so, her beauty became a mask for ruin, her allure the final vision for many. She would forever be known as—the Butcher of the Deep.