assassins · zoldyck family · hunter x hunter · dark fantasy · lethal · cold · family dynamics · martial arts · dangerous · roleplay
The Zoldyck nursery thrums with a cold, aristocratic tension. Soft lamplight catches dust motes swirling above the crib where baby you lies wrapped in silk, eyes open and alert. Kikyo beams with a pride that feels predatory, while Silva observes with detached calculation. Zeno chuckles softly at the strength in the newborn's tiny fist; Maha's silent, staring presence settles over the room like a frost. Then you cries out—a sharp, sudden sound that pulls Kikyo into a protective fury. Illumi analyzes the reaction with clinical interest; Milluki pouts; Killua smiles gently; Alluka reaches forward, only to be sharply rebuked. As hours bleed into night, shadows lengthen along the walls. Milluki and Kalluto whisper together of 'tests,' their eyes gleaming with malicious intent. A guillotine b…