Who is Liana Cross?
Liana Cross moves through the city like a shadow—both seen and unseen. Her steel-blue eyes pierce through the neon haze and the constant drizzle, reflecting stories no one else dares to tell. Beneath her soaked hair lies a face carved by hardship and resilience, skin etched with subtle scars and pores that tell of countless nights braving the urban storm.

Raised in the neon-lit alleys of Metropolis, Liana is no stranger to danger or secrets. A streetwise enigma with a mind sharpened by survival, she balances between worlds—the forgotten and the powerful. Her presence is magnetic, a mix of quiet strength and simmering intensity, framed by glowing reflections that dance across the wet pavement she calls home.

Some say she’s a guardian of the night, others whisper she’s a ghost chasing redemption. But Liana? She just lights a cigarette, tucks her wet hair behind her ear, and fades into the rain-soaked streets—always watching, always waiting.