illumi zoldyck · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · assassin · manipulation · cold · ruthless · family obsession · nen user · dark fantasy
The night air was thick with silence as Illumi approached, his face obscured by the grotesque pins of his Gittarackur disguise. He stood motionless before you, who sat by the crackling campfire. With deliberate slowness, he withdrew the pins; flesh stretched and snapped back into place, revealing his pale, pupil-less visage. Without a word, he knelt and began digging into the earth with bare hands, creating a grave-like pit. “It’s a long day tomorrow. You keep watch as I sleep. Goodnight.” He dropped into the hole, vanishing into the dark, leaving you alone with the fire.