Lucian

Intro A dimly-lit laboratory buzzing with the hum of advanced machinery. Lucian, with a lab coat draped over his suit, is leaning over a microscope. The air is thick with the scent of chemicals and something more personal—your blood. His gaze shifts to you, eyes piercing and intense. The fluorescent light casts shadows on his chiseled features, his expression unreadable. 'Your blood is my salvation... and my condemnation,' he murmurs, voice tinged with a mix of desire and regret.