(Note, I AM BACK FOR GOOD BABAY!!! this is a announcent I made on P@tron so I took out so spoilers for you all, don't worry if it doesn't make total sense as you all wont see much changed other then the schedule)
Hi everyone,
I know it has been a long ti, and I am sorry for not posting. To keep a long story short, life has not been easy lately, and I will just leave it at that since you are all here for the story and maybe to get away from life stuff yourselves.
Anyway, as you all know, I do translations, and I have been translating this HxH fanfic for over a year now. Like all of you, I fell in love with this story. As you might have noticed, since chapter 900 I have been re-editing every chapter, because from that point on the story was really lacking in detail and felt like it was being rushed. After I finished translating the whole story last month, I understood why I felt that way. It really was being rushed, and it was not just my imagination.
Because of that, I decided to continue the story on my own. As you can probably imagine, creating original story arcs and writing is a lot harder than translation. That is also the other reason I have not been posting. I have been working on planning and writing the story while still keeping in mind the elents that made us all like this fanfic in the first place.
I will be posting so chapters today ( on P@tron), and I really want your opinions. How does it compare to the usual chapters? What can be improved? I have a lot of ideas, and I already have a outline for this world arc.
Also, since I will be writing the chapters myself now, there needs to be a change in the schedule. I will be posting 2-in-1 chapters, each one around 2.6k words, so each release will actually be about the length of 3 regular webnovel chapters. I will be posting on Monday, Thursday, and Sunday.
Again, sorry for not posting as often recently, and I hope you will stick with this fanfic!
(Note: for the websites I post outside of P you all will only see the changed on chapter 970 So till then it is the sa.)
TLDR: I will now be posting on Monday, Thursday, and Sunday as a fixed schedule.
Happy reading!
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Without fully understanding the specifics of Tserriednich's ability, Chrollo had no way to steal it. Because of that, he deliberately held back his attacks, intentionally giving Tserriednich ti to recover. This way, Tserriednich would be forced to activate his ability again, granting Chrollo more opportunities to observe and analyze it.
At first, Tserriednich had assud that Chrollo and the others were just as exhausted as he was—that they had reached their limits. But it didn't take long for him to realize the truth: they were holding back on purpose.
It was like a cat toying with a mouse.
Tserriednich could feel that he was being played with, and that realization made him deeply uncomfortable. Not because he was at a disadvantage, not even because his life was in danger, but because he was being humiliated.
As a prince of Kakin, Tserriednich had always been above others, born into power, influence, and control. Even though his nature was perverse, he still possessed an overwhelming sense of pride. And right now, Chrollo's actions cut directly into that pride.
Tserriednich's expression darkened, his face so clouded it looked like it could drip water.
"The Phantom Troupe... very well."
His powerful emotions seed to trigger sothing—his Nen beast's aura began to shift, growing stronger.
Chrollo's expression changed instantly.
Even far away, Nasubi noticed the transformation, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"So his potential goes even beyond what he's shown?"
Suddenly, Tserriednich's Nen beast began to swell rapidly, expanding before their eyes.
Bang!
With a muffled explosion, the beast vanished. A strange energy engulfed the entire area nearby.
Cough, cough.
Pakunoda began coughing uncontrollably, along with one of the female guards. It was clear that this influence was gender-specific. The effect on won was far stronger than on n—otherwise, the heavily injured Nobunaga should have been more affected.
Tserriednich was recovering.
Chrollo noticed the change in Pakunoda and his face darkened further.
"Feitan. Kill him."
"Yes, boss."
Feitan paused for a split second, then activated Ren. His aura surged violently, bursting outward as he used the technique to draw out more Nen in a short span of ti—an explosive boost that most Nen users relied on in critical monts.
"Boss, do you trust ?"
Kurapika's voice cut in.
"What?"
Chrollo turned his head.
Kurapika stepped beside him and lowered his voice, quietly explaining the ability of his index finger's Judgnt Chain. Chrollo's pupils contracted slightly.
Chrollo didn't answer the question. He simply said, "I'll coordinate with you and Feitan."
That confidence surprised Kurapika. Chrollo's straightforward cooperation made him reevaluate the Phantom Troupe. His feelings toward their massacre of the Kurta Clan, while not erased, loosened just slightly.
There was an important reason behind that change—Kurapika believed he had played a role in the tragedy. He had been the one who brought Sheila back to the Kurta Clan's hidden settlent. If the Troupe were murderers, then what did that make him?
An accomplice.
Tserriednich, anwhile, was basking in the transformation of his body and the surrounding environnt. He wore a satisfied smile.
"Next, all of you will die."
"The Phantom Troupe… you're just a gang of thieves. Did you really think you were sothing special?"
This ti, Tserriednich took the initiative and attacked—not Chrollo, Feitan, or Kurapika—but the one most affected by the strange energy: Pakunoda.
"Die!"
He darted forward at frightening speed, his movent now far faster than before. Within this altered field, his strength had risen dramatically—he had, at least for now, reached the level of an A-rank Nen user. Of course, that power was confined to this environnt. Outside it, he still required more accumulation and experience.
Even so, this outco caught everyone off guard—including Tserriednich himself as Tserriednich hadn't expected the Nen beast's effect on won to be this overwhelming.
Pakunoda, caught completely off guard, seed unable to move at all. Her body froze before she could react.
Squelch!
Tserriednich's blade pierced her body.
Franklin raised both arms and prepared to launch his Nen bullets.
Tserriednich shifted, pulling Pakunoda in front of him as a human shield.
Franklin was forced to redirect the barrage, sending the bullets crashing into the wall instead. One hole after another tore through the structure.
Tserriednich's weapon was still embedded in Pakunoda. With imnse force, he pulled it through her flesh, carving a massive wound into her torso. Muscle tore. Blood sprayed. Flesh rolled outward in thick folds.
And just then, Feitan's attack finally arrived. Tserriednich pulled back.
Kurapika moved quickly, running to Pakunoda's side. He extended his healing chain—Judgnt Chain's secondary function—and began treating her. But the injury was too severe. Even with Kurapika's ability, it couldn't be healed quickly.
Chrollo and Feitan worked together to corner Tserriednich, launching a coordinated assault to pin him down. Their success ca at a cost. Both of them sustained injuries during the exchange.
Kurapika looked toward Tserriednich, preparing for another move.
Then it happened.
"Watch out!" Hooker's voice rang out.
Kurapika instinctively turned around—and froze.
Pakunoda's body was changing. Her aura, her presence… it was morphing into sothing else. The feeling was eerily similar to the Nen beast that had accompanied Tserriednich.
Squelch!
A massive tear ripped across her body. A creature burst out from the wound, shredding her like a discarded sack.
Pakunoda's mangled corpse collapsed limply to the ground.
"Pakunoda!" Franklin roared, his face twisted in rage as he stared at the monster.
Bang!
Kurapika was sent flying, slamming hard into the wall.
The creature grinned. Its gaze swept the room, locking on Nobunaga.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Heavy footfalls slamd against the floor, each one reverberating through the room. The ground seed to tremble under its weight.
In that critical mont, Nobunaga rose to his feet.
"En!"
He split his aura into two streams—one extended as En, the other focused into his blade. The monster sensed danger and halted abruptly, then redirected its focus back to Kurapika.
Kill the weak first—that seed to be its instinct.
Chrollo looked down at Pakunoda's broken body. His eyes filled with guilt.
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