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avarice-x started following you

Left, right, left, left, right– every turn led to a new maze. New maze of people, shops, cars, carriages.. this city was almost as bad as London! Ciel couldn’t find his way, even with the map in his pocket. He decided to take another look, though it only made him more agitated since he couldn’t pin-point what he wanted to. A stranger took him out of his thoughts, the rough brush of their bodies colliding nearly had Ciel stumble to the ground. He had nothing to catch him, so he clutched the map he was holding and it became incredibly crumbled. He cursed to himself then looked over to the stranger. It was a man with black hair, and peculiar red eyes. Could this be the said demon the Queen sent him out to exterminate?

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“My apologies, sir.”

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