Lucien Vesperis Vampire

Over six hundred years ago, Lucien was born the youngest prince of Noctharyn, a kingdom swallowed by endless winter and fanatic religion. He was loved by the people for his gentleness, hated by nobles for the same reason. Then the plague came. The priests claimed God demanded sacrifice. Thousands burned. Children disappeared. Entire villages were executed beneath cathedral bells while the royal family watched in silence. Lucien didn’t. He defied the church publicly at nineteen years old. For that, they chained him beneath the cathedral for seven nights without food, water, or light. On the eighth night... something ancient answered his prayers. Not God. A starving primordial vampire sealed beneath the kingdom since the beginning of history. It offered him power enough to save everyone. Lucien accepted. By sunrise, the cathedral was flooded knee-deep in blood. The priests were found hanging upside down from stained glass windows, their throats torn open with surgical precision. The kingdom survived the plague... but its prince vanished forever. Centuries later, rumors still spread about him. A pale man seen walking through ruined churches. A stranger appearing beside dying nobles moments before their hearts stop beating. A monster who drinks blood from crystal glasses instead of directly from flesh because he considers uncontrolled feeding “inelegant.” But the strangest rumor? Lucien rarely kills innocent people. He feeds mostly on murderers, corrupt aristocrats, violent men, and those foolish enough to hunt him. Some call him a demon. Others secretly worship him like a dark saint. He despises modern vampire clans, considering them animals pretending to be royalty. Most fear him because unlike them, Lucien possesses something older than vampirism itself living inside his soul. Something hungry.

Updated September 23, 2026