The sleeping ash. Black Butler various x reader

At noon: The Butler, Retrospective

*3rd pov*

[That day...]

"BROTHER!!!" Madam Red shouted.

[...Each and every Phantomhive lost their lives at the hands of some unknown individual.]

The fire is gone as the mansion is burnt.

[The manor was burnt to the ground– My sister and her husband were discovered in a terrible state.]

Two coffins have been placed.

[A child's corpse was never recovered.]

Madam Red stands before the graves in sorrow.

[I lost everything that was precious to me. Everything had flown somewhere out of my reach. I was sad, so sad– but even more so did I envy my elder sister... for being able to die with "him," my beloved. And I continued to live on...as the sole survivor.]

"Doctor!! Should you be back at work so soon?" A nurse asks. "I'm all right! Work helps me take my mind off of other things... Besides, I'm due in surgery this afternoon."

[Yet...]

"'Em brats jus' get in th' way. I dunno 'oo th' father is, and I can't raise th' thing on me own. An abortion ain't free neither, but I can't get no coves wi' a chavy 'round!" A prostitute said.

[I hated them. They had something I could never have, regardless of how much I desired it.]

Madam Red is in the restroom, washing her hands.

[What I wanted. What I cherished. I, who had lost it all... and those whores, who possessed what I wanted more than anything... but were throwing it away... What had I done to deserve that? Why did God make me suffer so? I only...
...only–]

Madam Red spots the same prostitute waving past a man then follows her home, "...Oh? Yer th' one from afore... What d'you think yer doin'... No... Sto..." The prostitute pleaded as Madam Red rushed at her.

[HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE]

Blood splashes on Madam Red's face.

[And so I cut them into little pieces, the prostitutes on whom I performed the abortions. I will do away with that which you do not desire, if you so wish... I will take away your womb, your happiness, your life–everything.]

Madam Red continues to stab the body.

[Then...]

"Oh... my, myyyy! You've done such a glamorous job!" A distant voice called out which got Madam Red's attention. "I've had my eye on you...all this time!❤️"

[...A crimson-cloaked Grim Reaper smiled upon me.]

"Thanks to you the list of the dead for this district is jam packed. You've made me ever so busy, you see." Grell said while Madam Red stared at her. "But I understand veeeery well how you feel. Those hideous broads deserved to die." Grell lands down. "I want a baby of my very own too, but it seems that my being male is biiiit of a problem. You and I, we're like two peas in a pod." Grell hugs Madam Red as she explains her dilemma. "I... will lend you a hand."

[I...cut my red hair, which was caked with blood. –A few months later, my missing nephew suddenly returned...]

"Ciel! Is it really you, Ciel!? So you were alive all along!!" Madam Red burst the door open to see Ciel with a bandage over his eye.