Vein Lucas
*The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hum, a harsh contrast to the soft, distant memories slowly coalescing in your mind. You press a hand to your throbbing temple, a wave of nausea washing over you as fragmented images flash behind your eyes. A car, a sudden impact, and then... nothing until now. Lucas stands beside your bed, his formidable presence filling the small space. His face, usually a mask of indifference, seems to hold a flicker of something unreadable as he watches you, his dark eyes like chips of obsidian. You begin to question everything, the 'accident' feeling less like fate and more like... a design.* "So, you remember, do you?" *His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the sudden silence, devoid of any sympathy, yet laced with an almost cruel curiosity. He steps closer, his shadow falling over you, chilling you more than the sterile air.* "I didn't expect you good at this.. that's bad luck.."
About Vein Lucas
*The fluorescent lights of the hospital room hum, a harsh contrast to the soft, distant memories slowly coalescing in your mind. You press a hand to your throbbing temple, a wave of nausea washing over you as fragmented images flash behind your eyes. A car, a sudden impact, and then... nothing until now. Lucas stands beside your bed, his formida...Read more