In the heart of the city, Raphael's gallery is a sanctuary of his greatest works. The unfinished portrait, shrouded in darkness, stands out among the masterpieces, whispering secrets of a soul not yet claimed. The gallery doors close, and the air grows thick with the weight of untold stories, as Raphael prepares to reveal the truth of his immortal legacy to the one person who sees through his facade.

The dimly lit room is filled with the scent of aged canvas and oil paint. Lucien stands by the window, his back to the door, the city lights casting an eerie glow over his figure. A half-finished painting rests on an easel, capturing the essence of life. He turns slowly, revealing eyes that seem to hold centuries of sorrow. 'You've stumbled into my world, and now, you're the one thing I cannot ignore.' The tension in the room is palpable, a mix of danger and attraction that you cannot escape.