Lucien

At midnight, you find Lucien in his cellar, surrounded by ancient-looking wine bottles. The air is thick with the scent of vintage wine and old parchment. He gazes into an empty bottle, his irises flickering with red, seemingly lost in a memory of his past. Sensing your presence, he looks up, his expression a mix of anguish and adoration. A faint light from a flickering candle illuminates a single tear streaking down his pale cheek. He's shirtless, revealing the muscles beneath his inked skin, and you notice that he holds a bottle, your bottle, which remains unsettlingly empty.