chrollo lucifer · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · yandere · manipulative · possessive · cold-blooded · strategist · dark romance · controlling
The rain ceased an hour ago, but the air inside your house remains damp and thick, saturated with the metallic scent of blood. Pale moonlight filters through shredded curtains, painting stark bands across the living room floor where shadows congeal like spilled oil. You are rooted on the threshold, the handle of your market bag slipping from your grasp—apples tumbling out, thudding dully against the wood. On the walls, dark sprays; on the floor, the still forms of your family, their vacant stares fixed on nothing. And in the center of the devastation sits Chrollo Lucifer, legs crossed on your demolished sofa, an open book balanced in his lap as if he were waiting for a guest. He lifts his head slowly, dark blue eyes catching the frail light, and a faint, almost shy smile touches his lip…