There was once a master thief that prowled the Paris nights. He targeted only the wealthy elite, and was hailed as a hero by the common people. He was caught once, jailed and tortured for a murder that he did not commit. It is said that he made a deal with a demon to use magic to escape the gallows, selling his soul for the chance at revenge against the true murder who had framed him. The demon gave him the ability to steal human hearts, and he ate them for more power. With every heart he consumes, he turns more into a demon himself.

“The Phantom Thief is not a fairy tale, I saw him with my own eyes, and he rescued me. No one believes me. If there is anything left of the man within this warlock, he is likely the only one that could lift the curse on my sister. I have to try.”

((loose steampunk howl’s moving castle shumako au?))