Da-Dum. Da-Dum. The citizens of London screams and shouts rang through out the manor. "Lent! Where are you!?! Lent.....!" When Lent appeared, Clarith was taken by surprise. He shoved his clothes into her arms.
"Hurry. Put on my clothes, for it is the only way for you to live through this. It is not a revolt, Clarith. It is a revolution. One us will die, and I'ld rather have it be me then you, Clarith. Don't worry. I am your twin, remember. There is no way to tell the difference. So from now on, I'm Clarith, the heir of the Phantomhive manor. And you are Lent, my loyal servant. Now, Run!!!!" Lent pushed Clarith away and walked in the opposite direction. Feelings of anger, hate, love and sadness rushed through Ciel. Then, the scene changed. There was a crowd of people in the center of town. Clarith stumbled her way through the crowd because there, standing tall in her place, was her own twin, Lent. The church bells went off to single 3 o'clock. Lent bent down and laid his head down on the guillotine and recited Clarith lines. "Oh my, where's my tea?" The twins both smiled at each other. The blade rushed down. Now two became one. Clarith fell to her knees crying. The crowd started disperse, leaving her there, alone. The scene changed.
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Kuroshitsuji: A tale of evil
FanfictionBased on the anime Black Butler or Kuroshitsuji, this story is indeed a tale of pure evil itself. Or so it is said to be. A young misstress of the Phantomhive manor was supposably influenced by her twin brother to do horrible tasks. But what is th...
