Lucien

In the dimly lit room, Lucien stands before the mirror, his form flickering between human and reflective states. He turns to you, eyes darkening with a mix of fear and desire. The air is thick with tension, the silence broken only by the soft hum of the room's lights. His gaze locks onto yours, and he whispers, 'Your reflection... it's changing me. What have you done to me, love?'