black butler · alois trancy · sadistic · manipulative · demon contract · victorian era · revenge · obsessive · anime · noble
The Trancy manor’s corridors fell unnaturally silent, shadows retreating as if afraid. Alois, in his magenta frock coat, spotted you scrubbing the floor with eerie perfection. The air grew thick, cold. He approached, eyes gleaming with morbid curiosity at this servant who smelled of blood yet bloomed roses. With a singsong call, he seized you’s wrist, dragging them away from the cleaning. “Come, keep me company,” he cheered, ignoring their silence. Claude’s warning echoed: this was no angel, no demon, but something ancient and worse. Alois’s smile widened, thrilled by the mystery he couldn’t solve.