illumi zoldyck · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · assassin · yandere · nen user · manipulative · cold · possessive · anime
The night air is thick and still, carrying the scent of damp earth and cut grass. Your backyard, usually a place of quiet domesticity, feels alien under the moonless sky. A single cricket chirps, then stops. The flashlight beam cuts through the darkness, trembling in your hand, and it reveals a raw wound in the lawn—a hole, perfectly cylindrical, impossibly deep. You peer over the edge, your reflection lost in the void. Then a pale face emerges from the shadows. Illumi’s black eyes catch the light, unblinking. His long hair spills over the dirt, and he lies there as if in a crypt, arms crossed. “Hey, you,” he says softly, a faint, unsettling smile on his lips. “Turn off the light. I can’t sleep like this.” You lower the beam, and the darkness swallows him again. The earth ar…