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“I believe many people say no to what they need when they deny they even need it. I promise you though, I have had enough for the time being. I am not a big fan of gorging, but I know when I need and how much I need. You have nothing to worry about, but I wonder what it is you need, what it is you wish for.” Even though she had eaten, and was quite fine, most demons when talking about food got this tone of voice. It was an almost inhuman delight and desire. And what the female demon had said to the young earl was true, she didn’t believe in gorging. She believed gorging on several meals, almost constantly was more… gluttonous than what was needed. It was almost unrefined, and showed no character- she ate what she ‘needed’ and that was all. She didn’t fancy herself better than those demons, just more sane. She was never driven to madness by an insatiable hunger, she didn’t stick to contracts because she felt then she would be driven to madness with hunger, if not boredom if she wasn’t careful. She stuck to stealing poor, unfortunate souls, right from under the reapers just to make things more interesting, of course.
Demons were puissant, dominant, mighty and severe.
They could control almost everything this world has
ever had. Ancient and sapient, they possessed the
power which could destroy this planet completely
irrevocably and unconditionally, but instead of such
bloodcurdling act they chose not to erase, but to fill
this world with their darkness. They were the ones,
who had the authority, the ones who could bring the
strongest of the kings to their knees. And loved doing
it… they loved and they relished the woe they spawned
among the mortals.
But where demons sought for such great powers?
When they were wounded, when their energy leaked
right through their cuts — how… how they managed
to survive? Obviously their hunger didn’t come out of
nowhere. And surely even the strongest of demons
couldn’t exist without enrichment. Their essences
were vampiric and demanded for the new sources of
pure energy. Human emotions, human feelings, human
souls… what can be more delicious than that?
When Sebastian got that serious damage back at
Campania, Ciel experienced dismay. His demon,
his only trusted knight and weapon was pierced
with the reaper’s scythe and instantly weakened.
It took a certain period of time for Sebastian to
recover, yet… Ciel didn’t think it had no effect on
his demon’s hunger. The hunger comes with the
need of replenishment of the energy. And this
slightly reminds of structures and functions
of the human organism, notwithstanding how
demons themselves perceive this fact.

❝ — I had never seen a starving human or animal
who refused from food and herewith stayed alive. ❞
The boy said deliberately and absolutely calmly,
staring back at the demoness. He fought his calamities
alone, no matter who tried to stay by his side. He had
so many pawns, the living tools which he used in his
so-called game. Do you really think a person of weak
spirit could carry on like this? It was a wicked type of
madness, but he already wasn’t sane. No matter who
or where would try to humiliate him — he will die fighting,
but NEVER fall down on his knees like a victim.
❝ You, demons, may be able to procrastinate your
needs as much as you like. But your needs remain
needs. Perhaps not as urgent as human’s, yet
they are needs, anyway. ❞
As the diabolic female continued to talk, Ciel showed
a pretty dull countenance. There were no need in
such meticulous expatiation, for he wasn’t that silly.
He perfectly comprehended the things and moreover
he implied them in his previous statement.
❝ It’s exactly what I meant. People change, things change,
but the truth stays the same. Do you really think I’m so
dumb just because I’m a human? How absurd. ❞
He apparently revealed antipathy towards her amusement.
Her delight about him taking a single step back was filthy.
All what she wanted was a show — what a plain desire,
what a truly obnoxious and a human desire…

❝As I see, everyone loves
buying tickets in the first row…
Is this why you reinsure yourself by telling me?
'Cause you could just watch this all
in a distance without saying a word… ❞
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Before we'll get to the roleplay business, I must list you important rules, which are valid here. Let's start with another reminder of this blog being Independent (not affiliated with any roleplay group), Private (I roleplay only with people I am interested in roleplaying with) and Selective (I am not aware of all fandoms and all characters on Earth, therefore I interact only with those fandoms and characters that I know for sure, please don't be offended). There are few other things you must remember when you're here:I'm building it with all I know
• I am not open to OC's. There might be exclusions, but in general still, no.• I welcome the novel style of writing. However I can also perform one-liners and paragraphs.
• No Godmodding please.
• Mun is over 18 and really welcomes all dark themes, like violence, gore and ect. Don't be shy.
• Mun speaks russian. English is not my first language.
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• I consider the canonic plot with twins completely cheap and idiotic, therefore I'm sticking to my own version of Ciel, where he is the only child and has dissociative identity disorder due to his traumatic experiences in the past.
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These are the most important moments I wanted to clarify. I hope to make only good acquaintances here. If you have any questions or suggestions, please contact me via my Askbox.verses
- MAIN.
- AU.
- GROUP.
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MAIN VERSE.
Young though wise Ciel Phantomhive (13 y.o.) has recently returned to his native abode, which was restored from the ruins to become the heir to his father's thriving business, as well as all the duties, joys and troubles of his family. Giving an oath of loyalty and dedication to his work, the young earl undertakes to do everything possible to regain the justice and punish those who once dared to desecrate his home and defame his family. Enemies must not expect his mercy, because by the side of one devilishly ingenious nobleman there is no less hellishly talented butler.
USUALLY NOT TAGGED.
LE PETIT PRINCE.
A CHILD VERSE. Ciel (7 y.o.) is little and lives in his family's abode along with his parents: Rachel and Vincent Phantomhives. He is a fragile and imaginative creature that is rarely allowed outside due to his poor health. However it doesn't deprive him of curiosity and love towards everything what surrounds him.
USUALLY TAGGED AS "LE PETIT PRINCE". -
DEMONIC ARISTOCRAT.
ALTERNATIVE AU. After Ciel became a demon and Sebastian remained his loyal butler for the whole eternity, Phantomhive ordered him to spread the rumor about the sudden death of his master. In the short bequest he disposed of his family estate and business between his relatives (the Midfords) and his servants (Tanaka, Mey-rin, Finny and Bardroy), and only continued to visit them once in a while in his invisible form.
Ciel possesses the same power of hell as Sebastian, however his personal demonic abilities are strongly connected to the nature and its elements.
USUALLY TAGGED AS "DIABOLIC ARISTOCRAT".
The Queen's Watchdog
Young though wise Ciel Phantomhive has recently returned to his native abode, which was restored from the ruins to become the heir to his father's thriving business, as well as all the duties, joys and troubles of his family. Giving an oath of loyalty and dedication to his work, the young earl undertakes to do everything possible to regain the justice and punish those who once dared to desecrate his home and defame his family. Enemies must not expect his mercy, because by the side of one devilishly ingenious nobleman there is no less hellishly talented butler.Her Majesty the Queen
I had to go through hell to prove I'm not insane
❝ I'm bigger than my bodyI'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones ❞
Had to meet the devil just to know his name
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