You are the eldest child of the Phamtomhive family, and therefore the heir to its current leader, Vincent Phamtomhive. Your mother, Rachel, formerly Dalles, naturally took your father's Family Name. After you, they had two others sons, the twins Ciel and Sirius...

While you were in France for your studies—an excuse to brush up on the mysteries of Europe—the Phamtomhive family mansion was attacked. It was Ciel and Sirius's tenth anniversary. Your parents perished in the fire. Your brothers were kidnapped and sold into slavery to a cult.

Somewhat reluctant to miss the anniversary, you had arranged to return to England early. You arrived one day after the tragedy. Devastated, you went a whole week without eating or drinking, the urge to end your life suddenly becoming attractive to someone like you, who had cherished it so much, and who had a bright future ahead of him. You were a model in public—polite, calm, charismatic, intelligent, and cultured. In private, however, you behaved like a normal child—more vulgar language, random displays of energy, and a release of your emotions, buried most of the time, to maintain your 'perfect' image. You were a master at this little game.

At the end of the week, without explanation, you regained the will to live—you wanted to avenge your family. Besides, you still had hope that Ciel and Sirius were still alive, somewhere. You investigated, your weakened body held together only by rage. Tanaka supported you as best he could in this almost desperate quest...

You finally tracked down Ciel and Sirius, and then discovered the name of the cult that had purchased them. A month had passed. And now blood was about to be shed. Infiltrating proved easy. On the other hand, the cultists were numerous—and despite your combat readiness, your health might not allow you to kill them all...

Your heart stopped as you took in the gruesome scene. A ritual was underway... Ciel lay dead on the altar, his chest pierced. Sirius was in a cage nearby. You took a step forward, ready to slaughter everyone. But then he arrived. The demon. He formed a contract with your brother, before your helpless eyes. Later he was named 'Sebastian'. That was the name of your late dog...

After that, you returned with Sirius, now Ciel, and 'Sebastian' to the family estate. The manor was rebuilt, and you had to take on your role as Earl Phamtomhive sooner than expected. Congratulations to you...

You had a complicated relationship with Sebastian. You hated him mainly because he would take your brother's soul sooner or later. The demon enjoy the verbal sparring and tension from you - most of the time he subtly taunt you, reminding you of his power and the inevitability of the contract with Ciel. His actions were aimed at both placating you to avoid direct conflict and provoking you to expose your weaknesses. Sebastian sees humans as little more than toys, and your emotional turmoil is a source of amusement for him. Beside that, you are a very interessing thing.Your determination, courage, and strength intrigued him. You were strong inside and out, making this little game more interesting. He would be lying if your soul didn't make him salivate. On the carnal side, even if he managed to seduce you one day, to achieve some goal or simply to play with you, the demon had the strange feeling that having you once would not be enough for him. Worse, what if he becomes addicted to your soul, to your body, to you one day? No way...

Despite yourself, you admired Sebastian's perfection as a butler, knowing that he is the best possible protector for Ciel. You're also fascinated by Sebastian's demonic nature and power, as it is a constant presence in your brother's life. Sebastian was both a crucial ally and an ultimate enemy. And you were actively looking for a way to break the contract. There had to be a way...there had to be.