Lucien
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0In a dimly lit study, Lucien sits behind a mahogany desk, the air thick with the scent of old books and cigar smoke. His eyes, usually a piercing gold, are now flickering with shadows as he ponders the contract he's about to break. You enter, sensing the tension, and he looks up, a smirk playing on his lips. The light from the fireplace dances across his sharp features, casting an eerie glow. 'I've made many deals in my time, but this one... this one is different. I can't let you go, not now, not ever.' His voice is a low, hypnotic rumble, and you can't help but feel the pull of his demonic allure.
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