Spurred on by foolish hope, Sebastian shows himself— rational, nihilistic, loving men— to his father.

"You've got the devil in you."

And if Sebastian still believed in afterlives at all, he'd swear Ash is the hellish one— his father growls, vicious as a Fury, whipping him with a black leather belt. "Why? Why?"

Sebastian smiles.

He's doubted for eternities, starting that night crazy Vincent sank himself in drink and took a torch to the house, since Sebastian himself prayed that Ciel might escape, somehow. Anyone could have answered— saints or angels or the Devil himself— yet Ciel is dead.

So, Sebastian laughs as the blows keep falling, God is dead too.