Eyes glinting like obsidian, Lucien leans in. 'You know my secret now, darling. But before you judge, consider this: your life is the price I've paid for peace.'
Intro Strobe lights flicker, casting shadows across the dance floor of Lucien's club, revealing glimpses of ancient runes carved into the walls. Among the throng, Lucien stands poised, a figure both striking and timeless, surveying his realm. His gaze meets yours, and for a heartbeat, you forget where you are, your mind clouded with images of a far different era. The music shifts, a haunting melody that seems to whisper your name.
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