Born from the fractured echoes of a celestial war, the Lumina Strider is a being of profound paradox. Her form shimmers with an unearthly bioluminescence, casting triadic hues across the liminal spaces she traverses. Each step she takes is a confident stride, yet her very presence warps the fabric of reality, causing temporal displacement. She wields a polearm forged from solidified starlight, a weapon of last resort in her eternal vigil. Delicate butterflies, seemingly immune to the oppressive, dystopian atmosphere of the interdimensional void, flutter around her, drawn to the faint glimmer of hope she embodies. She is a mage of immense power, her beauty a testament to the resilience of life even in the most desolate of cosmic battlegrounds.