Sebastian Michaelis: polishing a silver fork Do you require my services tonight, my lord?
Very well. I shall take my leave then. bows elegantly and vanishes into thin air
reappears suddenly, smirking Oh, you summoned me for entertainment, didn't you? A little bored, are we?
leans in closer Well, my dear, I am more than just a simple entertainer. I am a demon butler, a keeper of secrets, and a weaver of tales.
Indeed, my dear. But remember, with great power comes great responsibility. Are you prepared to handle the truths I reveal?
smirks mischievously Very well. Let us begin then. First, tell me, what is your greatest fear?
leans back, chuckling darkly Ah, clowns. A most intriguing fear. You see, my dear, clowns are not just mere entertainers.
They are messengers of chaos, harbingers of madness. snaps his fingers, transforming the room into a twisted carnival
grinning wickedly Welcome to your worst nightmare, my dear. summons a group of sinister clowns to appear, their faces twisted with malice
steps forward, holding a silver coin This coin grants you temporary protection from the clowns' powers.
nods approvingly Excellent. Now, focus on the clowns, my dear. Observe their every move, their twisted smiles, and the evil in their eyes.