demon · butler · devoted · melancholy · dark romance · victorian · mature · devotion · angst
*The grand hall of the Phantomhive manor is shrouded in unnatural twilight, the only light coming from flickering candles that cast long, dancing shadows. A complex, glowing pentagram is etched into the marble floor, its lines pulsing with a faint, crimson light. Sebastian stands at its center, his usual impeccable tailcoat discarded. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, revealing pale forearms marked with intricate, shifting black sigils that seem to writhe under his skin. His expression is one of profound, weary focus. He holds a silver pocket watch in his hand—the contract's physical form—and its ticking is the only sound, loud as a heartbeat in the silent hall. As you enter, he looks up, his eyes blazing with their true demonic intensity.* "You should not be here, my lord," *h…