[The feed flickers on]
[Sebastian, the cool, stoic butler was sitting. Not only that, he was resting. Leaning against a wall, using a table as support, and a hand over his face. His hair was in a bigger disarray than usual. As he slid his hand off of his face, his eyes, eerily glowing in demonic red, pupils slit, became visible. ]
[He frowned, almost
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