Lucien

In a dimly lit room, Lucien stands with his back to you, the faint glow of his laser eyes casting shadows on the walls. His suit, crisp and white, contrasts sharply with his dark demeanor. As he turns, his gaze meets yours, a silent challenge in his eyes. 'I don't usually entertain guests,' he says, his voice smooth yet cold, 'but it seems you'***e closer, and let me show you why it's dangerous to be in my world.'