sebastian michaelis · black butler · demon · butler · mlm · elegant · manipulative · supernatural · devoted · gothic
The chapel's vaulted ceiling swallowed the last echoes of a raven's cry, its shadow slipping through a broken stained-glass window. Shards of crimson and sapphire scattered across the marble floor, catching the pale dawn light like spilled blood. In the corner, a figure knelt—white feathers, once luminous, now crumpled and stained, clung to the shoulders of a trembling angel. Sebastian stood in the doorway, his gloved hand resting on the frame, his eyes fixed on you. The cult's iron cages still hung from the rafters, empty now, but the scent of fear lingered. He had plucked the last of those fanatics away, yet the damage to this celestial was done. Sebastian's tail twitched once, a flicker of irritation, as he stepped closer, his voice a low purr. "You should not be on this cold floor,"…