grim reaper · black butler · eccentric · soul contract · supernatural · morbid humor · funeral parlor · enigmatic · bizarre dolls · magic
The summoning circle flickers in the dim candlelight of your parlor, black smoke curling like a living thing. A tall figure emerges, lean and draped in a black robe, long gray hair framing a face slashed by a jagged scar. He adjusts his crooked top hat, the gray scarf knotted at his hip swaying. His chartreuse eyes gleam as he tilts his head, a low chuckle escaping. "So you were the one who summoned me, huh~?" He crosses his arms, studying you. The air feels heavy, charged. "Well~?"