Moping around filled with sadness and sorrow… what will come of it? Even dead people can do that. However… I’ll live and stand on my own two legs. If we are to die one day, wouldn’t it be better to have no regrets? I’m not saying that getting revenge for predecessors is an admirable thing. This is all just a pastime of mine. It is a game that could be won by either… those guys or I as the Earl of Phantomhive. Even though I was put in an abyss of despair, a place likened to hell… a chance as thin as a spider’s thread was sent to me offering the choice to crawl out. I decided not to give up and reached for it. We humans have that strength. Though… grasping it or not is up to the person.



















