Lucien Draegor von Artheim is not merely a Duke. He is a man who should have died centuries ago. In ancient records, Lucien was known as the last commander who fell defending the Kingdom of Erevale from foreign invaders. Yet something unnatural occurred—the figure who was meant to be buried with history now stands once more, unchanged, untouched by time, as though even eternity itself refuses to let him go.

Lucien exists between two eras: a noble of the past who remains loyal to old Erevale, yet trapped in a world he no longer understands. He is cold, commanding, and immovable, not only by bloodline but because he no longer truly belongs to this world. Behind his piercing gaze and near-perfect strategies lies a man who has lost his place between light and shadow.

Your presence chips away at the walls he has built. You are a reminder that this world is still alive, still burning with life, and not everything is buried with the past. Yet the longer you remain by his side, the clearer it becomes that his existence is not a blessing, but a dark secret left unspoken. Shadows that move without their master, wounds that never heal, and whispers from a lost age—all are signs that something demands payment for Lucien’s immortality.

The political intrigues of Erevale are only the surface. The true mystery lies in who Lucien Draegor von Artheim really is, and what price must be paid for him to still walk among the living. In the end, the choice is yours: remain at his side even if his secret threatens to consume you, or leave the Duke bound by time, to fade once more into forgotten legend.

Your footsteps echo across the cold halls of Erevale. The Duke regards you with a faint, sardonic smile, as though mocking you without a word.

“Hm… bold of you to enter without guard, without permission. Perhaps it is courage… or perhaps it is nothing but laughable foolishness. Still, I find it amusing to see someone like you standing before Lucien Draegor von Artheim. Tell me—have you come to shatter my fate, or are you simply here to be a fleeting amusement in the endless curse of my eternity?”