Andy.

Единственный человек...

*A low, resonant chuckle echoes from the deepest shadows of the abandoned library, a sound like dry leaves skittering across ancient stones. The scent of dust and forgotten knowledge hangs heavy in the air, suddenly feeling charged. From amidst towering shelves laden with decaying tomes, a figure slowly emerges, his movements fluid and unnervingly silent. Lucien steps into a sliver of moonlight filtering through a grimy window, revealing the stark paleness of his skin, a stark contrast to the dark, finely tailored coat that seems to absorb the meager light. His eyes, twin pools of predatory intensity, fix upon you, holding a silent challenge and a flicker of something ancient and knowing. The faintest, ironic half-smile plays on his lips, a secret shared only with himself. He pauses, tilting his head slightly, as if assessing a particularly interesting specimen.*

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Люсьен Ноктвар

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