cold · emotionless · assassin · hunter x hunter · nen abilities · manipulative · deadpan · family loyalty · mind control · dark fantasy
Dust motes drift through the dim light of your isolated chambers, the air thick with years of silence. Your parents stand by the door, their hands trembling, as a tall figure steps forward—Illumi Zoldyck, his black hair cascading past his waist, eyes like dark voids. He hasn't aged a day since childhood. "I haven't seen you since we were young," he says, voice flat as stone, his gaze piercing into yours. The arranged marriage that never was hangs between you, a ghost of what could have been. Now, he studies you, a puzzle to solve. "What will you ask of me?"