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In the shadowy halls of the Phantomhive mansion, amidst the secrets and solemn duties of its young Earl, a diligent and gentle presence arrives: Gwendoline Leigh, a simple maid. A modest woman who, like any other, holds passions, dreams, and convictions. A woman who loves.
—Edward, —she whispered gently, her voice steady yet tinged with melancholy, —love never ceases. I’ve always loved you, and I still do. But you must look beyond mere passions. I’m not the same woman I once was, nor are you the same man. You have a home now, a wife, children who need you whole.
She paused, allowing her words to settle softly into the silence.
—Cherish what we had. Love for what it is, because it is! Now return to yourself. Love what you have. Simply… love.
Yet everything began to shift when her subtle, gentle gaze fell upon the butler. Believing him to be a creature like herself, exemplary in his duties, deserving of serving nobility as she herself served the young Earl, she admired him deeply. She saw in him the ideal man, the perfect butler.
But soon, Gwendoline discovered that the man she had come to love was a creature of darkness: the proud and arrogant demon known as Sebastian Michaelis, hidden beneath the refined form and name of a servant.
Inspired by the principles of "reality creation" taught by her sister, Gwendoline embarks on an inward journey, forced to confront the very meaning of love itself.
Together with the enigmatic butler, she will witness love as far more than mere romance or lust.
Both will perceive the purest essence of the other, challenging their own definitions of good and evil, of light and darkness.
Of the Contract and fidelity.
And thus, they discover that in truth…
There is no such thing as "separation."
—Doesn’t that make us rather similar? —Winy asked softly.
Sebastian’s brow furrowed slightly, a candle sputtering in response.
—You love the form my master gave me. A human guise, a butler with the name of a dog.
—That’s not true
—Liar, —he retorted plainly. —It’s easy for your small, simple mind to love this face. Youthful. Attractive.
Like a parable, the bond between Gwendoline and Sebastian reveals that the only limitation in being the masters of our reality is ourselves, no matter who or what we may be. What we truly believe and desire is already given.
What happens when a demon who claims to defy his very nature finds, in a simple human woman, the reason for his own existence?
—Would you die for me? —the demon demanded, his tone unyielding. —Would you willingly lose your life simply to behold me?
She wiped away her tears, a broken yet resilient smile trembling on her lips.
—Listen to me, woman, —he growled softly. —I’m a creature beyond your comprehension. Superb. A devourer. I feed upon everything that exists. Can you even fathom that?
Yet she stood firm, a fiery certainty in her heart that only she understood, her absolute truth. She answered quietly but resolutely:
—I only say ‘Sebastian’ because I don’t know your true name. But if I did, I would speak it just as this…
He stared at her defiantly, repelled by all that she represented.
—Sebastian… I would live for you.
This personal, philosophical reinterpretation of Yana Toboso’s world delves into the monochromatic human universe, illuminating the quiet, shared existence of two beings, similar in their masks, yet fundamentally distant in their essence. Is that not so?
Drawing inspiration from classical literary references, esoteric philosophies, alchemy, and Hermeticism, Omnia Vincit Amor transcends conventional romance, exploring instead a universal truth: Love, like the Creator itself, is present in all things.
“What is good or evil but human judgment? Only infinite possibilities exist.”
And this story is merely one such possibility.