"Boring, boring, boring! Ugh!" A young voice said, completely fed up with the world. That particular voice belonged to no one other than Ciel Phantomhive.
Ciel lived in a dark yet cozy cave deep in the woods of London. Though he was alone in the dark cave, he cherished the feeling of being alone. No one to talk to, no one to entertain, no one to worry about.
Ahh...that's the life.
Though, there are some days Ciel wished that someone was here with him. Someone that would adore him, love him, pamper him, cherish him. But to think something like that is foolish.
Who could ever love a demon such as him?
Yes, Ciel is no mere human. He is a demon from hell.
Ciel has the appearance of a mere thirteen year old boy. His short blue yet black hair. His Crimson colored eyes, that once shined a beautiful royal blue.
Unfortunately, Ciel will never be able to age and will never be able to look any different than a thirteen year old. He doesn't mind it much though.
Humans are so easily persuaded.
"I'm so bored." The young boy complained, plopping on his big comfy bed. Normally, demons don't sleep but, for Ciel, he rather sleep than most demons would.
To be honest, Ciel was bored of his eternal life already. He's way too full to eat another soul for it is too tiring for him. His soft pink plump lips formed into a small pout.
"I wish someone would play with me." Ciel said, crossing his gracefully black lace covered long legs. Ciel has been searching for love but, alas, it's not easy finding another demon worth loving.
And it's not like a human would love him.
Right?
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Black Hearts
FanficSebastian Michaelis. A mere human in London in the year 1895. He's an aspiring Artist but can't find the inspiration to paint anything. On an expedition, he finds a interesting looking cave. Curious, he goes in the cave finding something very....in...
