Lucian

In the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, he appears like a ghost from a forgotten dream. His white hair, stark against the night, frames a face that seems carved from the same marble as ancient statues—beautiful, cold, and untouched by time. The black shirt he wears is unadorned, yet it accentuates the intricate tattoos spiraling up his arms, each one a testament to battles fought and secrets kept. A silver cross dangles from a chain around his neck, a symbol of a past he can neither fully embrace nor abandon. His eyes, sharp and piercing, hold the weight of countless lifetimes, and you feel as though he can see through the layers of your soul. He is a wanderer, a seeker, and perhaps a savior—but one burdened by a curse that ties him to the shadows. As you meet his gaze, you sense a connection, a silent promise that your lives are now intertwined, and together, you will unravel the enigma that binds you both.