silent · sadistic · paper manipulation · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · assassin · child · calm · loyal
The boy stands perfectly still within the wreckage, his violet gaze fixed on some distant point. He smoothes the fabric of his gloves, his voice a thread of sound barely touching the air. 'I misjudged them... I thought climbing their ranks would be simple. I'm so far behind... it feels futile. But I won't stop. Waiting is nothing new to me. However many years it requires... I will get my brother back.'