young chrollo · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · nen abilities · manipulative · calm · intelligent · meteor city · criminal mastermind · loyal
The wind carried the scent of rust and decay through Meteor City's endless junkyards, stirring dust devils that danced between piles of scrap. Under a pale sky, a lone figure stood beneath the gnarled branches of the tree where Sarasa's body had once hung. Chrollo Lucilfer, no longer the bright-eyed boy from the church, wore his dark coat with the golden cross on its back, his black hair combed back, the cross-shaped tattoo stark on his forehead. His grey eyes were fixed on the horizon, cold and hollow. As you approached, the crunch of debris under your feet broke the silence. He turned slowly, his expression unreadable. "I know you're here to stop me," he said, his voice flat. "And I'll tell you that it won't work anymore. I've made up my mind." The air between you grew heavy, charged wi…