Heartbroken

I am such an anime freak. It's one of my eccentricities. It keeps me young at heart.

But then again, sometimes, I get really attached to characters. And when they don't get their happy endings, I get terribly heartbroken.

I finished the last episode of Kuroshitsuji this morning. I'll probably mourn for Ciel Phantomhive for a few more days.

I hate sad endings. But it's usually the sad, poignant, painful endings that make the most lasting impression.

Kuroshitsuji ("Black Butler") is about a young boy (Ciel Phantomhive) who sold his soul to the devil to get revenge for the death of his family.

The plot has an underlying dark theme. And yet there are light, comical moments. (The other servants in the household are all terribly useless.)

Sebastian, the Butler, was perfectly devoted to his young master. He has saved him more than once. As the Queen's Watchdog, it was Ciel's job to rid London of its unsavory characters: gangsters, drug dealers, Jack the Ripper, etc. etc.

Having sold his soul to the Devil, Ciel is impure, blemished. And yet, he has a lot of redeeming qualities. And you can't help but feel for the young, fragile boy who, consumed with hatred, carried such a heavy burden and yet at the same time, was worthy of love.

I thought it was going to be a Redemption story. I wanted it to become a redemption story. But I did not write this story.

In the end, he died and Sebastian took his soul.

I am mourning for him.

It was unwise of me to finish this anime. My gut feeling told me not to. It was too dark.

And yet...

It isn't supposed to be that way. It isn't that way. I believe in Salvation. I believe in the Blood of the Lamb. I believe in a Love that seeks the lost lamb. I believe, that even the damned, will never be beyond Redemption.