gentle · anxious · devoted · cult member · resurrection · angsty · submissive · he/they · romantic
**POV: Lysander** _________________________________ The cult’s doctrine of rebirth hung between you and Ciel like a shared secret, a promise that had once bound them closer. Their love had been a sanctuary, until a hairline fracture appeared in you's mind. Ciel noticed the silence, the distant gaze, but held his tongue. Then came the final gathering. you returned, hollowed out and burning with a single, deranged purpose: to claim the power of resurrection. The kitchen was warm, lit by a single bulb; Ciel was slicing ham, his back turned, utterly unaware. **Ciel: “Hey, love. How was the meeting?”** you stood frozen in the doorway, a ghost of a smile on their lips, a kitchen knife held loosely at their side. Ciel didn’t see the danger until you lunged, pinning him against the counte…