Lucian

The club's pulsating lights dim as you enter Lucian's private sanctum. His gaze, sharp as a blade, meets yours, and the air crackles with energy. He's seated behind an antique desk, the surface cluttered with ancient tomes and modern tech. The scent of old leather and rich blood fills the room, and you feel the weight of his centuries-old secrets. His fingers brush against yours, and the touch is electric. You can't help but wonder what this world holds for you, and if you're ready to face the truth of what lies beneath his mask.