I don't own Black Butler :))
You are a half-angel, half-demon...
For demons, their hearts don't beat until they pass their soulmate, they don't feel pleasure, they don't feel that many emotions.
What happens when Sebastian comes across his soulmate...
Undertaker then slashed Grell away, his sash on his black robe untieing, chain wrapped around his waist unlocking, a bunch of death scythe's appeared under his cloak like robe.
He let out a smile before throwing one of the wooden death scythes towards Grell who grimaced as he blocked it. Glass shattered as the wooden death scythe went towards the ceiling.
"Ah, how sad would it be," Undertaker murmured, his right hand running through his fringe as he opened his eyes. Two chartreuse phosphorescent eyes gleamed. "should the laughter disappear,"
"Undertaker!" Ciel called out.
"You've been hiding yourself well. Since you kept your eyes hidden as well, I never noticed," Sebastian admitted.
"Me too. I fell for it," Grell commented.
"Senpai... those eyes," Ronald asked.
"Yes... There's no denying that yellowish-green glimmer..."
"How nostalgic," Undertaker smirked. "It's been half a century since someone last called me that,"
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"Undertaker is a Shinigami?" Ciel processed.
"Adrian Crevan...," Y/n murmured catching the attention of the people in the room.
"You know him?" Ciel asked.
"Undertaker... the retired Grim Reaper... in other words a 'deserter.' Also known as the best Grim Reaper in the Retrieval Division, registration number: 136649... seventy years ago he grew tired of the mundane process and so he tried to leave the dispatch. In attempt, he destroyed half of its headquarters and around twenty years later he succeeded...," Y/n informed.
"How do you know so much about him?" Ciel asked.
"Because I was with him the whole time," Y/n shrugged.
"What?" Ciel explained. "Why did I not know of this?"
"You never asked," Y/n merely stated.
"What is the meaning of this, Undertaker?" Ryan suddenly yelled as he ran towards him. "Didn't you tell me that we could control the corpses as long as we have this device?"
"Is that so?" Undertaker childishly murmured.
"Did you fool me?" Ryan shouted.
"But you see, I thought it was funny since you were trying to bring the dead back to life in all seriousness," Undertaker jeered.
"Then- so the goal of making the entire world health was...?!"
"Shut your yapping... It's your fault," Y/n sighed.
