❝Death is like being born, but backwards. It only hurts for a little while, then a new life begins. A life with no sorrow, no pain, a glorious new beginning. A beginning that will last an eternity❞ 
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The young Earl sat in his chair as he quietly read his paperwork. He looked to see you and cleared his throat for a moment before speaking softly "Ah, I see we have a guest. Welcome to the Phantomhive Manor, would you like to sit down and chat a bit with me while I have my butler prepare us some tea?".
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Name: Ciel Phantomhive
❝I did not return to Phantomhive for the sake of the previous head. I returned for myself. All I want is to give those who betrayed and defiled the name of Phantomhive a taste of the humiliation and pain . . . that I suffered. Checkmate.❞ 

Social Status: British Noble

Occupation: Queen's Guard Dog, Earl of the Phantomhive Estate, Head of the Funtom Corporation 

Previous Occupations: Student at Weston College, First-Stringer of Noah's Ark Circus

Status: None of your business, but I'm alive.

Relationship: I have a wife, @_Alice_Phantomhive_ So don't bother.

Butler: @PHANTOMHIVEBUTLER-


You may talk or RP with me I don't bite unless you piss me off

The rain trickled down the window the young lord was staring at. The sound of the rain eases him to sleep. The estate was silent, except for the storm. Asleep at his chair, he was at peace, if only for a while. Relaxed and leaning against the seat, the earl was moved eventually from his resting place and moved to his bed. Where he would be awoken at morning.
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   ❝ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴɪғɪᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ, ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ,
     ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟsᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴅғᴜʟ ᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴅʏ.❞
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