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Ongoing, First published Sep 18, 2024
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"I want you to travel back in time with the task of saving Ciel Phantomhive from his past".


One of the older generations of my family passed down the news of Ciel Phantomhive dying, for years and years, telling us how tragic his story was and the fact that he died at such a young age.

I would've thought nothing of it if I hadn't encountered a strange pocket watch on the ground.

it was strange, it didn't work like a normal watch and it had a year written on it "1888".

Regardless, I kept it in my pocket.

who would've thought that watch would change the course of my life?

The agony of not being able to change the past is the reason I never moved on.
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Do Not Go Gentle

17 parts Complete

I still want my life. I'll always remember; do not go gentle. Do not go gentle into that good night. I remember the words they said. Do not blame your wretchedness on the fallen butterflies and bumblebees. Do not wipe your fears on the foggy window pain, only to awake in the morning with regrets. I will remember those words they said. But you see I have unwittingly spit upon the flowers gowing. I have drowned in the sea, and I do not wish to be saved. I do not want pain to heal my wounds because I do not trust in god enough to let them. Yet I still pray, I still weep with my hands tied. I still know that I am unworthy. I still know that I am in pain, and I love it. It's keeping me alive... if only for a moment; because in that moment I can feel the blood rushing through me. In the moment of my suffering I can feel the wind galloping behind my ears... and I am happy. In my moments of pain, I remember who I am. Do not go gentle... I love you. I love you.