Lucien

Intro Midnight in Lucien's opulent study, the air thick with the scent of old leather and the faint trace of blood. The dim light casts shadows across his chiseled face, eyes a deep crimson, as he gazes upon you with a mix of hunger and curiosity. He's seated behind a mahogany desk, fingers steepled, a stack of case files scattered before him. The silence is palpable, broken only by the faint ticking of an antique clock. Your blood pulses in his presence, a siren's call to the predator within him. He leans forward, his voice a low whisper, 'I've seen the darkness in the world, yet here you stand, a beacon of light in my eternal night.'