#ripagni

[creoleprincess]

Agni better be on the cover of volume 26, or there is no justice in the world.

[abybweisse]

so theres a post I saw online and it pointed out that agni's body went missing in chapter 128 🤔 (right after ciel saw the message). do you think this was emphasized on purpose, or did sebastian just move him without us seeing it?

This is a discrepancy that still really bugs me.

Sebastian must have (?) moved Agni’s body into the cellar/pantry where Soma had previously been kept safe. It bugs me because his body is shown leaning against a wall… and then it isn’t there. The blood trail might lead back to that room where Agni had placed Soma, since there is no new blood trail, but there is zero explanation. No panel showing Sebastian move his body. No words from either Sebastian or the earl mentioning a damn thing about what to do with Agni’s body. But, then again, neither of them shows the slightest confusion over his body being there one moment and gone the next. This must be what happened. Sheesh, neither of them even makes note of Agni’s funeral preparations in their verbal to-do list, and it’s quite an otherwise detailed list.

I so badly wanted a traditional Hindu funeral for him, which would have included cremation… and mourners wearing white. I wanted to see more emotion from Sebastian regarding the passing of the one person who called him a “friend”. Where is all of that?

The only good thing about this stretched out timeline is that Hindu funerals are typically not held right away, and there is a “soul release” ceremony held about ten days after death. There’s no way even three days have passed since his death, let alone ten days.

However, meanwhile. Not only do we not have that peaceful closure we desire… but for all we know, his corpse could still be there… shut up in a cellar in some London townhouse. The only undertaker we’ve seen them deal with isn’t available right now, so who would even prepare the body? :(

[kashikoikawaiisaschachen]

Good night my friend by iavk

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[lovemyciel]

Welcome to the hall of the unforgettable characters, Agni. Thank you!.

Traditional arts: pencil and pen.

[initials-bb-phantomsanddemons]

♥♥ My tribute for Agni♥♥

He was not only the very epitome of a butler, but also the very epitome of a friend :D 

Rest in Peace ♥♥♥ We will never forget u :)

[bigslorps]

So since the newest chapter happened I wanted to draw Agni as a loving deity since he is too good for this world

[darkcreamz95]

“Master, curry’s almost ready, it will be served soon~”

Agni was a heroic butler and yes indeed he will be missed.

[ficklesmistress]

To The Bengal tiger

I'm here again for the first time in 500 years thanks to @nisaki-chan and the #RIPagni week. Death of my sweet darling indian cinnamon bun shocked me to such an extent that I managed to make some kind of a poetry. BUT IT’S IN FREAKING RUSSIAN. Well, I hope that i’ll finish the english translation soon. P.S. The main idea is inspired by the art of @t-stray(that beautiful picture of Bengal Tiger Agni and Mongoose Soma). P.P.S. Thanks to @nisaki-chan for the idea of the #RIPagni week. Лепестками развеян ты по ветру и отныне Не собрать тебя, не вернуть никогда назад. Руки мелко дрожат, кровь безжалостно в жилах стынет, Каждый раз, как ты вспоминаешь его глаза. Так мучительно просто, почти что неумолимо Закрывается самая важная в мире дверь. Если главный закон - всегда защищать любимых, То при этом не важно, сколько грядёт потерь. Это так очевидно: без Солнца Земле не выжить. Очевидно и то, что выбор его столь прост. Если мы после смерти становимся ещё ближе, То тогда эта дверь между вами - последний мост. Принц останется жить и будет светить заблудшим, Также ярко, как он когда-то ему светил. Брахман знает об этой истине даже лучше, Чем тот ветреный Кшатрий, которому он служил. Перед тем, как его глаза навсегда угасли, Ваш слуга в одночасье стал сам себе палач. "Ваш Кхансама... был просто невероятно счастлив" Принц кричал его имя, срываясь на детский плач. И теперь принц развеян по ветру лепестками, И теперь он не может больше себя найти. Боль, что в правой руке, - безжалостна, но местами В сто раз меньше, чем та, что зияет теперь в груди. Сколько жизнь ни даёт уроков, жестоких игр, Лишь момент остаётся так бесконечно пуст: Тот момент, когда умирает бенгальский тигр, Для того, чтобы долго и счастливо жил мангуст.