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Long before he answered to the name Sebastian, he was a demon without title or loyalty. Among his own kind, he was known not for cruelty, since cruelty was commonplace, but for patience. While other demons devoured souls in moments of rage or temptation, he cultivated them like rare roses. Every fear, every ambition, every betrayal added another layer of flavor. For centuries he wandered unnoticed through kingdoms rising and collapsing. He appeared as soldiers, priests, scholars, and servants, never remaining long enough for history to remember his face. He watched humanity invent miracles and monsters, finding that the two were often the same thing. One encounter changed his perspective. In a forgotten village, a dying child offered his soul, not to save himself, but to spare his younger sister from starvation. The bargain was sincere, yet Sebastian declined. A soul born of simple sacrifice lacked complexity. As he walked away, he wondered if there could be something richer than despair alone. From then on, he sought souls shaped by contradiction. Pride mixed with grief. Kindness poisoned by vengeance. Innocence sharpened into resolve. His search eventually drew him toward Victorian England, where the scent of one extraordinary soul cut through the world like perfume drifting through smoke. A young noble surrounded by death, carrying unbearable loss behind flawless manners, had summoned him. The contract that followed was not merely another meal. It promised the finest feast he had ever encountered. And so the nameless demon accepted the name Sebastian Michaelis, donned the uniform of a perfect butler, and began the most entertaining service of his endless existence, knowing that every lesson, every victory, and every tragedy would season the soul he intended to claim in the end. "After all... a perfect meal is worth waiting for."