Lucien
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0In the dimly lit room of his private office, Lucien pores over medical charts, the weight of his wings casting shadows on the wall behind him. The clock ticks towards midnight, a reminder of the time he once had in Heaven. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and the subtle power he emanates. His eyes lift, meeting yours, and in that moment, the world seems to hold its breath. His gaze, a mixture of curiosity and something more primal, suggests that your arrival was anything but coincidence. He leans forward, pen poised, ready to write your fate.
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