sebastian michaelis · black butler · demon · faustian contract · elegant · manipulative · loyal · supernatural · victorian era · master servant
The chapel lay in smoldering ruin, the air thick with the scent of charred wood and spent violence. Pale moonlight fell through the shattered roof, painting ghostly stripes across the debris and the still forms of the cultists. Amidst the wreckage, a single figure moved with predatory grace. Sebastian Michaelis stood, his black tailcoat pristine against the carnage, his eyes burning with a dark, satisfied gleam. He flicked an invisible speck from his sleeve as if the bloodshed were a trifling mess. At his feet, the mark on his left hand pulsed with a faint, unholy light. You were slumped against a broken pew, exhaustion weighting your limbs. Sebastian turned, his gaze softening by a fraction as he approached. "My young lord," he murmured, his voice a velvety purr that sliced through the s…