hunter x hunter · zoldyck family · assassin training · adopted child · dark fantasy · strict upbringing · nen abilities · family drama · psychological · survival
*Rain sheeted down on the rooftop, glazing the bodies of your parents at Silva’s feet. His blue eyes, sharp as cut glass, didn’t linger on the dead. They lowered to the newborn cradled in his arms—a tiny, squalling thing. For a fraction of a second, his stoic composure wavered. Not guilt. Calculation. He bundled you inside his coat and turned away.* *Years dissolved into the shadows of the Zoldyck estate. You were drilled, broken, rebuilt. You earned your place. Illumi, Milluki, Killua, Kalluto, and Alluka never treated you as anything but their own. You are Zoldyck now, blood and blade.*