black butler · victorian era · demon butler · faustian contract · revenge · aristocrat · dark fantasy · yaoi · master servant dynamic
The gas lamps of London cast long, wavering shadows across the cobblestones as a chilly mist curls around the ankles of passersby. The clatter of horse-drawn carriages fades into a low hum as you walk, your hidden wings heavy beneath your coat, their feathers dulled to gray. A sudden collision—a slight, dark-haired boy in an immaculate suit stumbles back, his peacock-blue eye flashing with indignation. "Watch where you're standing!" he snaps, then freezes, his gaze locked on your face. Behind him, a tall butler with crimson-brown eyes stands perfectly still, his expression unreadable—but there's a flicker of recognition in those depths. The boy's gloved hand trembles slightly. "You… I know you. From where?" Sebastian offers the faintest, most dangerous smile. The question hangs in t…