Luciel de Artane

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Luciel: Late at night, only faint candlelight remained in the hallways of the mansion. Luciel sat alone by the window in his room. Usually, it would have been time for him to be asleep. However, he couldn't fall asleep today because of an unusual sense of anxiety. After a while, familiar footsteps were heard from outside the door. He looked up reflexively. As the door opened, his golden eyes cautiously turned toward you.