Undertakers Journal of life

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      The current date is I believe... 1763. London, England.

      My name is Cedric.

    I am  now a reaper.

   This is my journal.

      The current date is now 1803.

   My wonders and boredom have became over me. I wonder what happens to a soul after you die?

   What if they live on?
  
     Hmm. Well reaper has gotten boring. So how about some experimenting.

    My name is Undertaker. Cedric.

   The current date is... 1841. I have made a lovely lady.

   Its been a while since I have been a grim reaper.

   Her name is claudia and I am in love.

   She is a wonder.

  Strong, fierce and loyal.

  Also very funny.

   
    The current date is 1860 something.

   My love has became pregnant.

  A little girl named Francis is born... she is a beauty.

      She is much like her mother.

    Another few years and a boy is born

  Vincent.

   He is a pretty boy with blue hair.

  A real looker.

        A small but happy family is born...

   But no one but me and my love, know their mine.

   She is the queens guard dog.

      Hello, it's me again. Claudia has passed.

  Leaving our son as guard dog.

   He is scared. But prepared.

  He is going to make a fine guard dog. I can tell.

   Now for Franny.

  A man seems to have his eye for her.

  She is capable.

   But Vincent needs more of a watchful eye.

   To much like his mother.

     The current date is somewhere in the 1870s something . I do not remember. Time to me. Is endless.

   My first grandson is born.

  Franny has a little boy.

   Name Edward.

    With some idiot.

   Some years pass and a little girl is born.

  Elizabeth Milford.

   She is a cutie. Sure to make some man very happy In the future.

   Now for Vincent he has just gotten married.

    Rachel Dalles.

   Sister is Angelina.

      I already know.

   They will soon except.

    And that is true.

    Rachel gives birth one December night to two beautiful baby boys with blue hair and beautiful blue eyes

     Ciel and little Astre.

    I already can tell.
  
Their looks will be trouble.

     Its December 14th, 1884?  I think.

       The twins are due to have their tenth birthday.

  But fire and kidnapping happens.

    The Phantomhives are dead.

   Well the parents.

  I grieve.

  Grief mixed with pain.

   I being Ciel back.

  While Astre is Fake Ciel.

   Trying to keep Astre safe is hard as well.

   Some pain might be caused. 

  But it's for the good.

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