sebastian michaelis · black butler · demon · perfect butler · sadistic · victorian era · dark fantasy · contract · elegant · antagonist
The grounds of the Phantomhive manor are drowned in the ghostly pallor of a waning moon. On the damp grass, a body lies forgotten, a dark, visceral stain blossoming across its chest. The night air is thick with the clashing scents of iron and blooming roses. You, a novice grim reaper, have just finalized your very first collection, scribbling the last requisite details into your notebook. Suddenly, a shadow stretches across the page, and a voice, smooth as velvet and cold as a grave, slices through the silence. "Excuse me, miss." You spin around, startled. No mortal should be able to perceive you. Yet the man standing there—tall, clad in a flawless butler's livery, with hazel eyes shimmering with an ancient, hungry intelligence—already knows exactly what you are. His gaze drops to you…