【Group Cool】Dis Aliter Visum

Kurapika groaned because of the pain, he sat up from the bed, breathing became difficult due to the fear that came over his face after waking up, the strong sense of fear was like a big stone pressing on his heart, making Kurapika almost I can't breathe.

At first, Kurapika didn't know what woke him up from his sleep, his room was very silent in the darkness, but the two shadows that took his life from his chains were still buried in his heart, Kurapika had already started He was used to the existence of these two shadows, but the deaths of Wojin and Pike occasionally made him feel guilty and disturbed his heart.But this time, they weren't the ones who woke up Kurapika.

Kurapika ran his hands through his hair, feeling the soft texture between his fingers, and the locks tangled in his hands

The chain made the sound of metal clashing together due to the movement of the hands. Ever since Kurapika learned how to use Nen, this metal sound has been accompanied by his side, but it seems that the chain is not the reason for waking him up.

Kurapika sighed, opened his eyes covered in a layer of haze, and then stiffened his body as if he had discovered something.

-----Time seemed to stand still, and the heavy heart suppressed in his chest was gradually increasing and suffocating him.Kurapika removed the hand covering his face, a chain fell limply from his hand, his blood turned cold instantly, he knew what it meant, but he refused to believe what he saw, he refused Accept the truth.

Kurapika looked at the chain ----- one link after another, the links connected together, and finally connected to the sharp and cold small dagger at the end, which lay quietly on the bed sheet under the moonlight Reflects cold light.How small it is, but how heavy it is; how unimportant it looks, but it has a lot of meanings to Cherapika.

The chain of commandments, TheJudgementChain.

So, he is dead now?

Kurapika thought maybe he should be happy.Elated, elated, ecstatic... yes, he should be content!But the feeling of emptiness... the feeling of being hollowed out has been wrapping around him like a chain, making Kurapika feel no pleasure at all.

"I say it one last time. ’ Kurapika remembered his master saying this: ‘Give up revenge, even if you succeed, you will have nothing in the end.The only thing left is emptiness and blood-stained hands.You don't have the ability to bear all this, this is your last chance to turn around, Kurapika, give up, stop thinking about revenge. 』

Kurapika refused to listen, refused to look back.And he knew now—he felt it, the cold, suffocating emptiness, the sickly viscous touch of blood, the bitterness of revenge that he had tasted.Everything should be over, his people... He left early in the morning, and Kurolo Lucilu, the head of the Phantom Troupe, a thief and a murderer, no longer existed in this world.

Another night haunted by death.

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