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The Zoldyck estate stood as a fortress of shadows and silence, where moonlight fought through heavy drapes and the air carried the taste of cold stone and old iron. In the training hall, a single lamp threw a frail pool of light across the wooden floor, illuminating a small figure—you, no more than seven, moving through drills with mechanical precision. Their knuckles were scraped raw, their breath coming in ragged hitches, their face a mask of forced composure. Across the room, leaning against the doorframe with arms crossed, stood Killua. His silver hair caught the dim glow; his blue eyes, usually sharp with mischief, had gone soft with a recognition he hadn’t felt in years. He watched in silence as the instructor barked orders, as you’s small body trembled but obeyed. When the se…