Selene Stride was never meant to blend in. Born under neon skies and raised in shadows, she walked where others crawled. Every step she took was a declaration — her boots striking like war drums, her presence bending silence into submission.

Legends whispered she could climb any hierarchy, any empire, not by force but by command of presence. The leather jacket was her armor, the heels her weapon, and the look in her eyes — the kind that told you resistance was pointless — her crown.

Selene didn’t conquer worlds. She made them follow.

🖼️ Framing Information
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