I will never forget the day he was forced to come into my home. How could I when he started this sinful intoxication I harbored for him? The weekly visit was the only time I could indulge myself in his image, and I cherished each second he was around my presence...Forgive me, Lord, for I am in love with a devil.

Ciel's skin was marred with ink and blood, telling tales twisted in darkness. What an evil path the devil walks, tainted hands staining the innocent canvas. For the most beautiful art is painted in blood. AU

And so the story went, that the malevolent God of the Underworld had dragged the innocent beauty to hell. But what the story never told was that the beauty, hardly innocent, had baited him to do so. Sebastian/Ciel

[He knew now that he would never be able to run from the demon. He knew that he would forever be dependent on the creature, would never be able to live his life normally again. It was now his turn to be collared, in the most permanent of ways.] Ciel wants to leave, Sebastian wants him to stay. Non season II compliant. Spans 1800s-1990s. S/C. Warning for amputation/body horror.

[And then it spoke in a voice made of false softness and poisonous honey, the arsenic in the sweet French pastry. "What a lovely child you are."] Eight year old Ciel Phantomhive makes the acquaintance of a monster near the forest behind his home, however, he has no grasp of how entirely such a 'friendship' will destroy him. AU, later S/C, warning for gore and disturbing imagery.