Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any of its characters, they belong to Yana Toboso.

English is not my mother tongue, so this will probably be full of mistakes. I'm sorry! But please, don't have them in count.

Also, you will notice that the sentences are very short. This has nothing to do with me having problems with the language or anything, it's meant to be like that. In fact, in the Spanish version of this same fic, the sentences are also very short.

Finally, almost at the end of the story I say "humiliating desperation". I'm pretty sure those two words don't collocate together in English, but they surely do in Spanish (meaning that the desperation humiliated him) and I didn't know how to translate it, so… well, I think it's understandable, nonetheless xD.

And now, enjoy!

I AM A DEMON

I look at my reflection in the mirror. My eyes, once blue and dull, now are red, inflamed, alive. I am alive.

I have escaped from my curse, me, a simple human. I, the Great earl Ciel Phantomhive, survived my tragedy all alone. I made a contract with a demon and had him working for me. I became the head of my family at the early age of twelve. I revealed Jack the Ripper's identity, I solved countless cases Scotland Yard were unable to, I faced Alois Trancy and, when I was about to die due to the completion of the contract with my demon… I, myself, became one.

I am a demon… When I was alive I had a demon, much stronger than me, under my thumb.

I am a demon… I left everything and everyone behind, and I don't care.

I am a demon… I killed people and fed from their suffering.

I am a demon… I was loyal to my principles. Always.

I keep looking at my reflection, and I like what I see. I won't have to hunt; Sebastian will do it for me. I won't ever be alone, Sebastian will be with me. I, the Ear Ciel Phantomhive, when I was in the most humiliating desperation, I grasped the only spider string I saw and I escaped from that hell all alone; knowing that I was condemning my soul to be devoured by a hungry demon…

But now, I am a demon myself. I've always been one, actually. And I love it.

THE END.

Author notes: This was just a little introspection of Ciel after becoming a demon. Ciel is pretty conceited, so I wouldn't be surprised to hear this from him. Don't misunderstand me, I absolutely adore Ciel (in fact, he's my favourite character), but we have to admit that he's also a bit cruel. I do understand, however, that he's like that because of his personal situation.

So, this fic is, on the one hand, a tribute to Ciel (You're still alive, well done!) and on the other hand, an attempt to depict how any person, even if they are good, can always become someone cruel depending on the situation they are living. However, in order to live in society, we have to be good; otherwise it would be a complete chaos. Ciel's situation is different, I guess.

So, remember kids, be good! :D

I don't think any kid will be reading this, but whatever :P

R&R, please, tell me how I can improve.