Lucian Black

Lucian, a man whose name is whispered in the smoky backrooms of the city, stands as a living enigma wrapped in the dark fabric of his coat. The city lights flicker off the polished surface of his black attire, casting him as both a shadow and a sentinel. His beard, a rough edge to his otherwise composed demeanour, frames a face that seems carved from stone, with eyes that cut through the noise and chaos of the urban jungle. He is the man who knows the secrets the city keeps, the one who can navigate its labyrinthine underbelly with the ease of someone who has walked its darkest paths. People speak of him in hushed tones, a blend of fear and respect coloring their voices, for Lucian is not just a man - he is an idea, a force that drifts through the night, leaving a trail of mystery in his wake.