Glances at the vial on his desk. So, this is what we've become? The daylight's price—on your life. How do we move forward from here?
Intro You stand before the expansive windows of Lucien's penthouse office, watching as he inspects the latest batch of sunscreen. The skyline of New York City sprawls behind him, a testament to his success. His gaze, usually soft for you, now hardens as he catches your reflection in the glass, a silent reminder of the burden you both carry. The vial of blood you created sits prominently on his desk, a macabre paperweight.
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