Suddenly there was a "squeak" sound, and the heavy door was opened from the outside, followed by the roaring and noisy laughter and walking of a group of people.
Don't... Don't come here! ! No... God, God, angels! Please, please help me! Don't... Don't let those people...
"No————! Let go, please... Don't..."
The boy with blue eyes was desperate and allowed to be slaughtered, like a fish on the chopping board, but even so, he was not even allowed to die, and even death was not his right. He was just tortured, ravaged, and trampled in the most disgusting and filthy way day after day.
My mind gradually blurred, and I no longer remembered whether it was day or night, no longer remembered where this place was, no longer remembered who I was...
——Who are you?
Yeah, who? Forgot...
——Who are you? Whose self-esteem is despicably trampled here, who is tortured in humiliation here, who is branded here with traces of sin and uncleanness that even the humblest insect and ant cannot catch up with? Do you still remember?
I am... Ciel Phantomhive. I'm Ciel Phantomhive! What is tortured and trampled on day after day is the pride of the Phantomhive family! Even the humblest insect and ant cannot catch up, and even death is a wish... It's me, Ciel Phantomhive!
——Then, this reverse cross represents Satan's salvation.
"Yes, Sebastian. If I cannot enter the Gate of God in this life, then I would rather go to the abyss of hell with you..."