Black Butler Opening Theme Novels & Stories

Kawa the archer hero went towards his army to disperse it. "Don't go anywhere you go!" shouted Yusagi. "Ahh just take care of your troops, I want to have fun first," replied Kawa who kept walking while waving his hand. .... Buto Kingdom Cakil the Giant King sat relaxed on his throne while being fed grapes by his two wives. Suddenly, a masked man appeared with a very terrible black aura. The entire room seemed to shake because of that powerful aura. Cakil was surprised and immediately took his weapon in the form of a big hammer with a long handle.

Callan yelled as he climbed the large staircase that seemed to go on forever. I clutched my purse as if it could provide me some solace. I quickly moved towards the stairs. By the time we reached the top my legs were screaming in protest. There was no way I would be able to get used to those. Every staff member we passed wore the same black and white butler’s uniform and kept their gaze facing the floor in respect as their Alpha walked by. After several more agonizing minutes of walking, Callan stopped in front of a door before opening it. He held the door open and motioned for me to walk in.

After he had received the instructions, the man drifted from the wall and moved to plain sight. Ibekwe's heartbeat increased as he saw the white and black paint in different parts of the man's eyes as he came closer to him. The white paint was in his right eye. The black paint was in his left eye. He was dressed in Osisiakalaka's attire and he was chanting a song that Ibekwe had only heard from the mouth of Osisiakalaka. The man that looked like Osisiakalaka ran quickly and stopped. Fear gripped Ibekwe. What will happen now? Why did he stop? Again, the man drove his painted eyes, moving from the desperation that hung on Ibekwe's head to the burden of being disturbed by his own mind that hung

They only watched the Orange Team with furrowed brows. “We may be weaker than the Citadel, but at least we don’t walk around with a slave. Look at him. He doesn’t smile or speak, and he is pitifully weak.” Black Ink spat out disdainfully, referring to the silent man standing behind Black Hand. However, even though he was the one being insulted, he still showed no emotions. “I would watch my words if I were you. He may look ordinary, but his master is beyond all of you.” Orange Ivy was clearly annoyed by their words. But she didn’t say anything out of line.

The white haired butler raised his clawed hand; he had now pinned 019 to the ground, ready to claw 019's face to the death. 018 readied to use his sword to stab the white haired butler when he brought 019 face to face with it and then slammed him back on the ground. Again, again, and again. The Shadow growled before mindlessly imbedding his sword into the side of the tailed white haired butler. It opened its mouth, and a ghastly noise reverberated from his throat and then something oozing of smoke came out of his mouth like liquid and landed on the Shadows face.

"How are you so sure who's going to die, you bastard? To hell with you!" The man in the black robes turned into a black shadow as he charged towards Wilbur. Wilbur broke out running as well when the man in the black robes leaped into the air. The man raised his samurai sword while roaring, "Black Panther Slayer!" All at once, a ball of black miasma appeared before morphing into a black panther that let out a terrifying roar, charging toward Wilbur. Wilbur turned his defense into an attack at once, taking half a step forward as he blocked the thunder cleaver in front of his chest.

“Yes, because Sebastian may seem like a monster, but he has devoted some time to make sure that you, his family, your children survive this world he’s still having trouble navigating.” After the conversation ends, Trent had some pep to his step. After leaving his room, Sebastian moves through the living room towards his bar. Sitting there is Vera Black, a woman of moderate height and beauty. Her fashion sense is garish, and the fur-coat she wears appeared too hot for any kind of weather. “Sebastian,” the mousy woman greets, and Sebastian pauses, but continues. “Darling.” She moves around the bar to greet him, a square glass half-filled with dark liquor.

I take a last look at her and then focused on what I’m doing, but now, having a heavy heart. YOSEF I was chasing Calli as she was about to approach Black Dragon. I know I have to stop her before it’s too late. But before Calli reached him, a slow soft music filled the bar. Everyone grabbed a partner and I immediately pulled Calli closer to me. She looked at me and smiled. She can really make me calm down. I smiled back. Then I remembered Black Dragon. I looked sharply at him and was startled by his expression for the third time tonight. He looked dreamily into nothing and I’m sure he’s spacing out, a smile drawn on his face. Hmmm… Is he in love? I wonder to whom? The song continued playing a