God's Effect (BEING RE-WRITTEN)

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The sudden loud noise of glasses breaking into little pieces of shards is caused by the flamboyant reaper that held a God in their arms.

But, is it to be expected, after all, he has a demon butler on his side. In which, speaking of his butler. He turned his head towards his butler. The man in black looks quite normal to the open eye, but for a person that is literally with him in his entire life, he knew that his butler is tenser than ever. 

His smile showed a slight strain on them that can be missed by almost everyone, but not him, not Ciel Phantomhive.

Is this individual this dangerous?

He looked at the dancing redhead once again and narrowed his one visible eye at the Megane.

He gripped his knuckles and settles them onto the table, resting his chin on it.

And then, he finally spoke.

"And what bring you here once again... Grell Sutcliff?"

And yet, the overjoyed reaper ignored him and squealed upon seeing the rather tense butler beside the irritated Earl.

The green-eyed male rushed by his side and hooked her one free arm around the butler's arms. The butler's red-colored eyes glowed with fuchsia, as he was seemingly glaring at the peculiar... being in Grell's grasp. 

Sparkling h/c eyes blinked and observed his surroundings in awe. He had never been outside of paradise before, so he never knew how much stuff that humans already doing. He can tell that the thing around him is made by humans, he can also tell the woods that have been sacrificed to make all of these things. And he gotta admit, he is kind of sad about the fact. But he will let it slide for now. After all, what can he do?

And then, his eyes landed on the menacingly glowing orbs of the black-haired male beside the child. He is still smiling, but he can tell the lies beneath those fake smiles.

He blinked. A demon.

He never truly care about demons or anything in general. He is not created to fight and defeat creatures that are against his side of the universe. He is created to make the animals and plants grow and be livelier to the best of his abilities. And how can he do that? To the power of the people on earth.

Just like the other Gods, Y/n also gains strength by trust and faith, how much people believe in him. If people truly did care about nature, and that's where he can be stronger.

But to this day, fewer and fewer people care about nature. So that means he grows weaker and weaker with each passing day. If no one truly wholeheartedly just abandoned nature altogether, he will disappear as well... forever...

And then, he directed his attention to the only child sitting on a chair. He can sense the deep maturity and melancholy that a kid wouldn't normally have. He can tell that the child has seen enough to know how much cruelty that the world has become.

He blinked again. And again. And again.

"Bassy!!! Oh, how I miss seeing your beautiful face! Here, I'll let you meet my bestie! Doesn't he look cute? Of course, he is!" Grell kept rambling and rambling about the person in her arms, while the aforementioned demon tenses up more at the sight of the God staring at him.

"We advise you to leave with your... acquaintance here. You already broke my window once again."

Grell huffed in annoyance and gently set the h/c male down. They put their arms to their sides and proudly introduced the smiling God.

"Let me introduce you to my lovely friend here! Y/n! The God of Nature--!"

*SWOOSH!* *THUD!*

"Y/n!" 

The e/c eyed God choked as he gripped the strong wrist that is tightly gripping his neck. He thrashed and struggle, but to no avail, the grip was too tight to take off.

"What is your business here? Are you hunting me down? Torture me? Well, Let's see you try ...."

Ed's note: I just noticed that the reads in this chapter are 666... bruh