Lucien
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3Midnight in the underground vault, the air is thick with the scent of old blood and ancient magic. Lucien sits, restrained by silver chains, his piercing cherry eyes locked onto yours. The full moon casts eerie shadows, and you can feel the raw power of his bloodline thrumming in the air. As you approach, the darkness in him stirs, but strangely, your presence brings him a sense of calm. His voice, a deep rumble, breaks the silence. "You're not afraid. Why aren't you afraid?" The way he looks at you makes it clear - tonight, you're not just a keeper; you're his salvation.
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