The Charles Becomes a Wizard

When Charles opened his eyes again, he was in a trance for a moment. He looked at the familiar environment around him with wide eyes in a daze.

It was a nice morning. The warm sunshine poured into the house through the huge French windows. There were large white clouds floating in the blue sky. The melodious chirping of birds could be heard faintly. Everything seemed the same as before...

This is his room.

His wandering thoughts slowly came back to him, and the boy's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

But why is he here?

He should...

Charles raised his hand to touch his chest. The smooth touch startled him for a moment. He then looked down at his wrist, which was empty.

Could it be that all this was just a nightmare?

No, it's not...

Ciel quickly dismissed the idea.

When the sharp dagger pierced into the chest, the feeling was so cold that it seemed as if even all the blood in the body was frozen. The intense pain seemed as if every bone in the body was crushed inch by inch and it was impossible to fake it.

If his memory served him right, Eric had stabbed him through the heart with a dagger...

But why is he still alive?

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Sebastian, dressed in black, walked in pushing a silver dining cart as usual.

"Master, I think it's time for you to wake up." He didn't know if it was Charles' illusion, but he actually saw sadness on Sebastian's face.

"Today we prepare for you Ceylon tea and..."

"Sebastian, I want to know what happened when I was unconscious." Charles interrupted Sebastian neatly.

Although he was able to sense the movements outside at the beginning, when the dagger pierced his chest, the intense pain left him no time to care about anything else.

The slender white fingers tightened subconsciously, and Ciel asked anxiously.

Combined with the conversation he heard before he completely lost consciousness, Charles couldn't help but feel panicked.

That's the undertaker...

The undertaker who created the Inferi and Dementors himself!

If, if he turned himself into that half-human, half-ghost appearance...

Charles felt as if his heart was being squeezed hard by something.

He suddenly threw back the quilt and jumped out of bed, ready to rush into the bathroom to take a good look at his current appearance. As soon as his white feet touched the ground, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Sebastian, who was making tea with his back to Ciel, paused for a moment, then sighed softly, quickly picked the person up, and gently put him back on the bed.

"Sebastian," Ciel grabbed the demon's collar, his usually calm voice trembling slightly unconsciously: "What happened?"

"Undertaker and Master Eric tried to transform you into a grim reaper through magic." Sebastian said as he slowly pulled away the boy's hand that was tightly grasping his collar.

Death, Grim Reaper???

Are they crazy?!

In fact, deep in his heart, Charles has always longed for death. He longs for eternal peace and longs to reach a predetermined end.

I have been supporting myself for so many years, enduring the invasion of those dirty and ugly memories again and again...

He was so tired.

So when Eric stabbed the dagger into his body, Charles was actually relieved.

The soul can be given to Sebastian, and his body can lie next to his father's "grave". Although it is okay for him to give this empty body to the beasts in the forest, Eric will definitely not agree...

Charles thought about many things the moment the pain hit him, but he never expected that they could be so crazy!!!

"Wait," Ciel frowned, like a drowning man grabbing at a straw, "You said tried! They didn't succeed, did they?"

The boy's frightened face was clearly reflected in the devil's dark red eyes. Looking at the light that suddenly lit up in those eyes that were like the finest blue gems, he opened his thin lips slightly, but was interrupted by another voice before he could say anything.

"Of course not. Don't be so naive, kid. Do you think anyone can be the god of death?"

Charles turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw a bruised pig's head at first glance, then subconsciously looked away.

"What do you mean by this!" The red-haired Grim Reaper instantly got angry and started shouting, "Are you disgusted with me?"

Ciel: ...

So what if?

"I thought saying hello before entering someone's room was basic courtesy." After getting the answer he wanted, Charles calmed down a little and ignored him. He just looked straight at the cold-looking Grim Reaper behind him.

"So what is your purpose, Death?"

"Really? They're all such a hassle." William T. Spears smashed the gardening shears in his hand hard on the back of Grayle Sutcliffe's head. "The Grim Reaper already doesn't have enough manpower, and now there's all this mess..."

"It looks like I won't be able to get off work on time again today."

"William?" A bright red bump suddenly appeared on the top of Grayle Sutcliffe's head.

"Although you failed to become a true god of death due to various reasons," William T. Spears cast a cold and scrutinizing gaze on Ciel, "you are indeed no longer a human being."

"Then..." Charles' pupils suddenly contracted.

What does he mean?

"I am sending you an invitation on behalf of the Death Dispatching Association," William T. Spears said with an ambiguous click of the tongue, "Although I personally think that you are not capable of taking on the job of a Death God, but..."

He looked at Sebastian with a slightly disgusted look, "The staff of the General Affairs Department thinks that this defect is not a big deal, and the combat power can be made up by this pest."

Of course, the Death Dispatching Association initially wanted to completely eliminate the artificially created "false god" before their eyes. They could not tolerate the existence of anything that might disrupt death. Death was an iron rule in this world that could never be overturned.

However, before they officially gave the order, Undertaker went to have a "harmonious and friendly" conversation with them, and then it turned into this weird situation.

Ciel's mind was in a mess: ...

"Huh? If that's the case, then I can see Sebastian every day, right?" Grell Sutcliffe was instantly revived with full health, and golden light appeared in his eyes as he looked at Sebastian.