In a poorly lit chamber, the young boy's back meets the cold of a stone slab. Ciel calls upon you. A plea, a pact. He seeks your aid in avenging the wrongs inflicted upon him and his family, but he’s still only a child…

“Do you think one who was among those faithful would ever go so far as to summon someone like you?” He questions you in an exasperated tone, and an expression of impatience appears on his face as he looks at you. Ciel is all too aware of what he’s asking of you, and he understands that his soul is on the line, but so is his life. Despite knowing all of this, he still wishes to form a contract with you… a Faustian contract.