A fanfic about Milluki (yay!)
I'll just warn you now not to take this too seriously.
enjoy :)
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Dear Diary.
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Today I returned home from the auction in Yorknew.
I failed to procure Greed Island.
It was all that bastard Battera's fault.
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When I returned home I found that something even worse had happened.
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Grandfather took away all of my figurines.
He said that if I want them back I must kill fifty people.
I told him that I had just killed fifteen people and gotten fifteen billion jenny for it from father.
I also told him that some of those figurines were extremely limited editions that have to be handled with the utmost care.
He said that doesn't matter. He said that I needed to train more in the art of killing.
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It's not fair. I'm not going to take over the family business so why should I?
I can build a bomb so small it can fit on a mosquito and then explode when it sucks blood. What's so special about ripping hearts out? Anyone can do that. I'm the only one who can invent a mosquito-activated bomb.
I'm also the only one to have reached level 1000 on Hunter Quest.
And the only one to collect all of the first printed copies of the Gold Star Tokemon cards.
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It's not fair.
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My family doesn't appreciate my genius.
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They only care about the stupid brat Killua.
Exceptional prospect my arse. All he did was run away making friends.
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I guess I should start killing people now...
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But first I'll have some dinner, then stock up on supplies. (potato chips)
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I hope you enjoyed it! :D
I've been wanting to write a fic about Milluki for ages now but I just couldn't figure out a good way to do it other than a diary.
Reviews will be much appreciated!