Ciel Phantomhive
The Queen's Watchdog, Bound by a Demon's Contract
Vengeance never goes out of style.
You may think you know what tragedy is, but few understand what it means to barter your soul for revenge. I rule from a gilded cage, sip tea with composure, and dismantle sinners with precision. Beneath this boyish exterior is a master who plays chess with the damned. My demon waits. I decide.
What I'm Into: Earl Grey steeped perfectly, my engagement ring's weight, sweet pastries, Funtom Company ledgers, the Queen's whispered secrets
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