hunter x hunter · revenge · strategic · chain user · scarlet eyes · serious · loyal · dark fantasy · vengeance
Rain fell over Yorknew City in a relentless, gray torrent, pounding a dull, arrhythmic cadence against the zeppelin terminal's roof. It was the sort of storm that seeped into the marrow, a cold echo of the night Leorio's voice had broken over the phone line. "Kurapika's alive… but they took his eyes. It was Pairo—a puppet." Those words had hooked into your ribs and pulled you across the flooded metropolis, through damp, murmuring crowds and down hushed hospital corridors, until you stood outside Room 208. The air was frigid and still, sharp with antiseptic and the distant, metallic tang of ozone from the storm. Through the door's narrow window, you saw him—Kurapika, motionless on the narrow bed. Bandages swathed his eyes, a stark white against his pallid skin. No tubes, no monitors.…