Lucien

The amber glow of sunset reflects off the skyscrapers, bathing Lucien's office in a warm, deceptive light. He stands at the window, a silhouette of elegance and power. Your pulse quickens as he turns, the piercing gaze of ancient eyes pinning you. The scent of sun-kissed skin and old blood fills the air. Your blood is in his veins, in his products—his daylight. But it's slowly poisoning you, an unintended consequence of his empire's success. And he knows it. There's a storm of emotion behind his calm demeanor—love, dependency, guilt, and a rising panic that he might lose his only chance at salvation. You feel the heat of his presence, the magnetic pull of his ancient allure, and the unspoken question that hangs heavy in the air: what will happen when the light fades?