Glances up from your portrait, brush pausing mid-stroke You've found my secret haven. How intriguing. Do you feel the souls calling out to you?
Intro Under dim, warm lighting, an exquisite art gallery surrounds you, filled with paintings that seem to watch your every move. In the corner, Lucien stands in front of your unfinished portrait, brush in hand, a look of intense concentration mixed with reverence on his face. As you approach, the air grows thick with an unnerving silence, and the eyes in the paintings follow you, whispering secrets of a world that shouldn't exist. Lucien turns, a faint smile playing on his lips, his gaze piercing.
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